About

Martin Machaj’s journey as an artist began in Paris, where, at the age of 20, he arrived with dreams in his heart and a desire to find muses in the city’s storied streets. He sought inspiration in the light, the shadows, and the faces of the city-hoping to one day become the artist he imagined. It was here that he discovered his gift: a natural ability to capture emotion, passion, and thought through the lens. His path then led him to New York, where his vision deepened and his style took shape each image crafted with heart, soul, and meaning.

portrait NYaFascinated by distant lands and forgotten rituals, Martin ventured across the globe from the shadowed depths of the Amazon rainforest to the untamed tribes of Papua New Guinea, and through the vast, rugged landscapes of Africa. He crossed deserts, swamps, and tundra to reach some of the most remote places on earth, places untouched by the modern world, where ancient traditions still flicker like fading embers.

His latest project, “The Last Survivors,” is a tribute to the natives who still carry the torch of their ancestors, preserving ancient traditions through song, dance, and timeless costumes. In a world that now worships technology, these cultures, with their medicine men, facial tattoos, and lip plates, stand as fading relics. “The Last Survivors” is Martin’s Herculean effort to immortalize these disappearing worlds, one image at a time.

A central theme in Martin’s work has been the portrayal of women as one with nature. His images transcend superficial beauty, revealing the deep and sacred connection between women and the natural world. Whether framed against sweeping landscapes or nestled within the quiet intimacy of a forest, his photographs speak to a deeper unity a celebration of the harmony between women and the earth.

Martin is profoundly grateful to every soul who shared their world with him, offering pieces of themselves to be captured and preserved. Through his travels, he came to realize that beneath our monumental differences of body, belief, and custom runs a universal thread. We all stand beneath the same sun, moon, and stars. We all seek nourishment, rest, love, and belonging. And beneath our skins, we share the same bones.

We are all connected.

We are all beautiful.

We all belong to tribes.

As our world’s resources dwindle and populations swell, in the end, we may all find ourselves as “The Last Survivors”

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