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.

Thursday, 24 November 2011

Female Choice

Female Choice from Todeskino Collective on Vimeo.

pas une image juste, juste une image (JLG)

pas une image juste, juste une image (JLG)

for the biological term "Female Choice" meaning sexual selection see:

Wednesday, 16 November 2011


The Hideous Sun Demon attempting to infiltrate the innocent countryside. Fortunately, I was there to capture his soul in my light box, thus fixing him in static form, to inadvertently serve us forever in our quest for balance.

your money smells fucking bad

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

Another day in Paradise...

The photos are from a Kodak 110 Instamatic I smuggled into work one day(strictly forbidden! Heh,heh). The painting is a 12x16" oil on used-over canvas. I spent most of the 80's in this "compound," rotating shifts. I think this painting is evidence that it did permanent damage. ;-D

for Ruela with remembrance

DefectLeak 『Awaking』 music video from Teppei Koseki on Vimeo.

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Lurker in the Rail Yard

Reefered up and tresspassin', ca. 1986. Analog photo.

Sunday, 6 November 2011


"I don't know whether my life has been a success or a failure. But not having any anxiety about becoming one instead of the other, and just taking things as they come along, I've had a lot of extra time to enjoy life." - Harpo Marx



28"X 34"
acrylic/fluted sbs

Aaron by Ruela

Thursday, 3 November 2011