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.
9 comments:
Refreshingly light-hearted. Me like!
need for summer in this gray bavarian winter ;-)
hi A.Decker!
uuuuu love your clean and clear dreams
Yep!!
it is light and lovely!
eye like it :)
A... I can't believe you said that!!
:-)) Ruela
many thanks my friends!
Awesome tictac, the first image reminds me of a cool logo, the second reminds me of me water is my natural element i love it so much, I miss the ocean it still cold right now for swimming!
hi Aaron, thank you...always nice to hear from you! a water 'hug' is so comforting and comfortable..:-)
very cold here too now, after few weeks of 'fake' spring.
cheers
Post a Comment