Snapshot from the Studio... / by SCAPE Martinez

Layers upon layers, working in the Lab...

My Art Studio has many, many names.. sometimes it's called "The Trap",.. sometimes it's called "The House of Hits", or even "The Laboratory of Liquid Dreams"... but whatever I may call it on that day, it still is a sacred space... for me anyways. I'd like to think that whenever someone enters the space that they would feel it too, feel that the atmosphere is different, I know some of you may think that I might be putting too much on it, or I am making too big of a thing, I guess this post is not for you...

When I am there, I am not "really" there... I am there in the physical, but in every other capacity, I am "someplace else"... and I can't explain it... I sense everything differently, time goes at a different pace. I hear with my heart, I touch with my mind, all the wires are crisscross.

It is a paradox, to be explicitly present and absorbed in the moment and create art. But that sense is a physical one and truly exhausting one, because existentially, in some way, you feel apart. I like to say "communicating with planets", or "doing what you're being told what to do"... like you are getting out of the way, your flesh gets out of the way, and try to allow something else to grow, to emanate, come into being... I liken it to turning on a water faucet,... all I do is turn the knob, the "water" comes out freely, I need to just let it go and capture what I can, but it comes from someplace else, and goes someplace else...

I've often felt that my artwork are more a physical picture of deeper philosophical and spiritual concepts... if that makes sense...