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.

Thursday, 4 October 2012

A Dark Angel from Discharge has passed away. R.I.P. Robert Chrysler! Thank you for your inspiration and support!

5 comments:

John DeWitt said...

Robert was an amazing gift to this world. He is missed dearly by so many of us. Rest in Peace friend...

Russell 'C.J.' Duffy said...

Awful news. I wish him peace now.

jbkrost said...

Its never good to hear these things...
I Hope he's at peace and flourishing at the next gate.

TICTAC said...

how very sad.RIP Robert.

cecelia chapman said...

RIP Robert. I missed your notes. And then found out you left forever.