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.

Friday, 17 February 2012

undRess Béton - 'Decay of Personality'


Ruela said...

you're working hard!

TICTAC said...

excellent work and great choice of soundtrack music!

Aaron Held said...

Nice videos, glad there is still some motion art, I've been unable to make any.