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.

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

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13 comments:

.:. said...

nevermind. you have been erased

CHM said...

yes!!!!!
Friendship

Aaron Held said...

man, this is just incredible, I keep marveling over the color and the texture these figures give off, its looks like a real statue, spray painted stone.

Mersault said...

it reminds me to video of Bjork all is full of love..beautifull

A.Decker said...

Very strange beauty...

A.Decker said...

The first comment, left by .:. , is that what you call a troll?

It's distracting, but funny... ;-p

Ruela said...

.:.


wow great! I'm trying to get my head straight wondering if the world is ready for Erasurehead nº 2

Ruela said...

thanx CHM!

X

Ruela said...

Aaron Held

that was my idea for this images
give a touch of traditional sculpture.

thanx!

Ruela said...

Mersault


now that you said it
yes really looks like

thank you ;)

Ruela said...

A.Decker

Internet is a very weird place ;)

thanx!

jase daniels said...

this is wicked Ruela, nice job.

Ruela said...

thank you Jase!
Cheers!