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 26 May 2011

the more bitter the taste..the better the medicine...

11 comments:

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

Beautiful :)

Anonymous said...

Damn right. I like the way this image strikes me.

Ruela said...

Welcome Manina ;)


Great Start!!!!

manina31 said...

Thank you so much!great to be in this wild company (-_-)..

Oilsforfun said...

Welcome and I can see you'll rock too

manina31 said...

CHM ..thank you so much(-_-)

doriandra said...

wow!

jbkrost said...

welcome
very cool!

manina31 said...

love being here thank u~(-_-*)~

Russell CJ Duffy said...

Lucky Dark Angels to have such a talent with us.
Welcome.

manina31 said...

omg!im blushing but you can't see it! (-_-)*