




Using words to describe something that fascinates you, something that makes even your guts vibrate is so hard.
And the reason it is hard is because whatever word you pick to describe it feels useless, feels inappropriate, because words are not meant to describe ecstasy. Ecstasy is a feeling, period.
Rae Martini.
http://www.raemartini.org/pages/paintings.html
The love for his works is visceral.
I can’t use a proper art critic vocabulary, as I am no art expert, so all I can say is that Rae’s works give me a non-specified flesh-vibrating, teeth-clenching feeling.
I was a skater, for almost 20 years, and spent my whole adolescence in the street, consuming my bones and smelling, listening, and breathing the streets I skated on my board.
And those same smells, those colors, those sounds that are so familiar to me I find them today in Rae’s works.
Each canvas is a concentrate of these experiences, each canvas comprises all of this in such a strong way that words can’t describe.
Rae expresses his universe and his experience with no filters, and in his works you find the STREET.
here are some of my faves from his website





