The Dark Angels are a come and go crew. They create then disappear like street art. Their works exist in fragments, particles that float, dust motes that spin before the wind that blows them to faraway places. They are individuals that work as one. Deep as oceans, as impenetrable as the night. Art urchins and poets, they dissolve before they form. They are the Dark Angels, they are discharge. They are a bloody mouthful.
11 comments:
Wow fantastic!:)
Yes excellent, shes very beautiful haha
or he either way... my eyes jittery now ahha
Bacon would approve!
Agreed, Jb! He just didn't have the technology... nor live in the 21st century!
L, Albano!
L
Brilliant
;))
oh yes this is splendidus
I think, CHM, that this is an excellent representation of 'Pontificus Splendidus'!
haha! lol!
Post a Comment