Author: Zachary A. Martz

About me, Zachary A. Martz, and my life of phantom influence…. I know this a bit disappointing but I haven’t gotten to this page yet.

Idea Cloud #1 || 09/18/2011 || 1:32 PM

Idea Cloud #1 || 09/18/2011 || 1:32 PM

So i’ve been going out each weekend for a coffee, at Verbe Cafe, and to write down some ideas in my sketch book… This time around I really didn’t have any goals so I decided to do some random non-sense sketching

With any luck i’ll stick with this and my mini workouts! lol

Random Items::

  • Leather finishings
  • Pocket
  • Slate stones
  • US Army/Airforce Insignia
  • Patterns clothing/random

Photo and Caption by Leona Boyd

“Kauai’s Mount Waialeale; generally considered the rainiest spot on the planet, drops much of its water down 3,000-foot walls so sheer, that there are only two days per year where the sun passes overhead; leaving no shadows on all of its walls. Lucky indeed to be overhead in an open cockpit airplane when this occurs. Luckier still to be there after one of the rainiest days of the year and after the clouds part for your photographic dream of a lifetime.”

Cockpit USA Banner Ads 2011

Cockpit USA Banner Ads 2011

This is the direction of my new brand overhaul for Cockpit USA – Original plans for this change were suposed to be underway for this month in times for the holidays but due to delays with website development my hopes are to shoot for the new year.

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Organization Phase 1

Organization Phase 1

So now that I have an apartment for almost a year and that my O.C.D. anxiety has caught up; I finally took a month – designed some closet space – my dad built it and now it’s organized. See the Before and After here! The bedroom is less of a disaster!

6 feet long by 8 feet high!

I still want to make another rack ½ the size for the rest but this is a step in the right direction!

How life collects

It’s strange to think in my sophomore year of hight school I was asked to build a collage of junk material and then create a still-life sketch from it. I remember scouring my house and not being able to find anything so i went out to the barn. I ended up collecting a CD, soda can, piece of scrap tin, a ball of paper, and a piece of wood.

Maybe I felt everything had a purpose then but now i feel like i’ve collected too much out of impulse. It’s strange to think that the older I get the more junk I seem to find; Not only that but how much harder it becomes to keep junk separated from the rest.

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