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.
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Showing posts with label analog photos. Show all posts

Friday, 18 May 2012

drunk photog

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Tuesday, 7 February 2012

aluminumy



Lost styrofoam sand-molded cast aluminum. 8x12x6" Painted with fire and silver acrylic.
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Sunday, 15 January 2012

come back

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Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Troublemaker

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Sunday, 20 November 2011

Charlie Brown High





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