About

Martin Breeze didn’t arrive at painting through the usual doors.
He wasn’t gallery-trained. He didn’t climb a ladder or study a syllabus.
He walked away from a life that no longer fit. A life built on performance, approval and pretending he knew who he was.

Painting wasn’t a plan. It was a reckoning.

What began as a way to stay upright became a way to stay honest.
Layer by layer, he stripped away everything that wasn’t him. The need to impress, the pressure to “make it big,” the habits of performing for applause.

He learned to trust the part of himself he had ignored for years.

Today, Martin works in large-scale abstract pieces that don’t ask for permission and don’t apologise for their presence.
They’re not illustrations or explanations.
They’re discoveries formed through impulse, destruction, curiosity and the willingness to ruin everything to find something true.

“I don’t come to the canvas with answers,” Martin says. “I come with instinct. I know what I don’t want. The rest reveals itself in real time.”

His work carries the tension he lives with: chaos and order, noise and silence, doubt and conviction.
It isn’t designed to be decoded or domesticated.
It’s designed to exist with honesty, weight and enough mystery that the viewer is free to see themselves inside it.

Martin doesn’t paint to fit in.
He doesn’t paint to entertain.
He doesn’t paint for critics, galleries, algorithms, or trends.

He paints for one reason:
to create the most truthful version of himself, one canvas at a time.

If his work resonates with someone else, that’s the connection.
Not validation. Connection.

“I stopped chasing approval a long time ago. I paint because it’s the only place I don’t have to pretend. The work knows when I’m lying, and it knows when I’m awake.”

Every painting is another attempt to move closer to the part of life that refuses to make sense. The part that is chaotic, contradictory, and beautifully unresolved.

That’s where the real work lives and that’s where Martin chooses to stay.

Not because it’s comfortable, but because it’s true.