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.
10 comments:
your brilliant mind comes out loud and clear!!
thank you, you're very kind Manina!
have a nice weekend ;)
She's lovely!
(available?)
well all this friends of yours can only be amazed by your work!
Splendid portraits Ruela!!!!
Thank you Jb and CHM!
Lovely hair and that thing in her hands.
Great again Ruela!!!
;)
Thank you!
Mother Atomic Heart!
Beautiful lady. Fine image.
Wow again! {{shudder}} ;-)
Good job.
thank you C.J and A.D.
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