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.
8 comments:
Disturbing and yet all the better for it. It draws me into look deeper and as it does so I flinch away. It is as if the the colours of the world have gone crazy before being turned upside down.
Very cool....
CJ put it best... I'll just echo
I love the color and textures - especially the trees - so much it's refreshing. Something happy about it to me. Maybe I'm ready for the world to go crazy.
Crazier, I should say.
Good picture.
yes this picture has a very cool effect has on your eyes and mind. awesome job Tictac.
NIce colors!
thank you very much dear friends...
it's funny indeed when the world is upside-down we see shapes, lines but the visual clues don't match and the message is strange. :-)
brilliant Tic Tac just brilliant!!!
thank you Cristina!
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