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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Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Mercury Rising

Mercury Rising from Todeskino Collective on Vimeo.


"BABYLON is a MAN..."

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Thursday, 29 September 2011

Framing The Circle

the absent center shot through an ordinary lens protection cap

version with soundtrack by John Zorn and Terje Rypdal


silent version
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Saturday, 9 July 2011

transgressing people

"If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel." Jim Morrison





Doubles Exposure (part) von Todeskino



http://mythicalcompositions.blogspot.com/
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