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.
4 comments:
You sir are a star. Thank you so much!
Happy Birthday CJ, hope you have a good day and continue to create some great things.
Oh a bit late CJ but actually I prefere to tell you today! Happy all Cj and great transmutation from Ruela!
Great work!and of course ...
Happy Birthday to C.J.
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