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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Saturday, 9 February 2013

Muladhara Club

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24"x30" oil on canvas
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Thursday, 3 January 2013

12-27-12bpp(Broken Push Pin)

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16"x20" oil on canvas
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Thursday, 8 November 2012

11-7-12



20"x16" oil on canvas
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Wednesday, 3 August 2011

Where's Tarzan?!


36x24"
oil on canvas
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Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Wizards Make Dragons



WMD1-
24x18" oil on canvas
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Saturday, 28 May 2011

The Avenue of Doctor Onimus


I thought the world didn't end last week.
So why, when I went for a stroll this afternoon along the Cote D'Azur, was this is all I could see?

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