Mark Anthony
@markanthony-mfa.bsky.social
Brown Multidisciplinary Artist, Educator & Curator based in San Antonio, Texas \\ PNCA BFA ‘12 & PSU MFA ‘14
(Open by appointment) Closes Saturday Dec.20, 2025
Mark Anthony Martinez wraps up his final curation of the year with a brief survey of San Antonio’s original macaroni factory! This “ode” , if you will, spans multiple mediums—all honoring the “Lion” brand product produced by the original company.
Mark Anthony Martinez wraps up his final curation of the year with a brief survey of San Antonio’s original macaroni factory! This “ode” , if you will, spans multiple mediums—all honoring the “Lion” brand product produced by the original company.
December 15, 2025 at 6:38 PM
(Open by appointment) Closes Saturday Dec.20, 2025
Mark Anthony Martinez wraps up his final curation of the year with a brief survey of San Antonio’s original macaroni factory! This “ode” , if you will, spans multiple mediums—all honoring the “Lion” brand product produced by the original company.
Mark Anthony Martinez wraps up his final curation of the year with a brief survey of San Antonio’s original macaroni factory! This “ode” , if you will, spans multiple mediums—all honoring the “Lion” brand product produced by the original company.
when a tall yt man calls you “bud” tho
December 14, 2025 at 1:22 AM
when a tall yt man calls you “bud” tho
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Here’s a couple shows we’ve cooked up for SATURDAY. We hope y’all enjoy!! 😌
December 12, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Here’s a couple shows we’ve cooked up for SATURDAY. We hope y’all enjoy!! 😌
Thinking back on when I used to memorize phone numbers— I reconnected w/ a friend from elementary bc he remembered my parent’s landline. We had a # ending in “1964” and my friend told me the only reason he remembered is bc my # reminded him of NINTENDO 64.
That’s the only reason I remembered then!
That’s the only reason I remembered then!
December 9, 2025 at 6:12 PM
Thinking back on when I used to memorize phone numbers— I reconnected w/ a friend from elementary bc he remembered my parent’s landline. We had a # ending in “1964” and my friend told me the only reason he remembered is bc my # reminded him of NINTENDO 64.
That’s the only reason I remembered then!
That’s the only reason I remembered then!
Stepping outside costs $45 now…
December 8, 2025 at 8:09 PM
Stepping outside costs $45 now…
I wish we had seasons.
December 7, 2025 at 5:07 PM
I wish we had seasons.
I don’t really do breakfast during the week but…
fried bologna sounds amazing rn.
Or like a fried baloney sandwich 🥪
fried bologna sounds amazing rn.
Or like a fried baloney sandwich 🥪
November 10, 2025 at 6:08 PM
I don’t really do breakfast during the week but…
fried bologna sounds amazing rn.
Or like a fried baloney sandwich 🥪
fried bologna sounds amazing rn.
Or like a fried baloney sandwich 🥪
To my cats: “these are DADDIES pizza rolls.”
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November 8, 2025 at 10:26 PM
To my cats: “these are DADDIES pizza rolls.”
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Always fun seeing your exhibition listing go up on the regional art page:
inordinate | Glasstire
From Interloper Gallery: “inordinate is a group show featuring three artists illustrating the unquestioned normalcy of militarism within everyday life and the inordinate psychological space weapons ta...
glasstire.com
November 5, 2025 at 2:50 PM
Always fun seeing your exhibition listing go up on the regional art page:
Art. This is my life.
November 2, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Art. This is my life.
Did I mention, I’m making new works?🙂↕️
October 29, 2025 at 12:51 AM
Did I mention, I’m making new works?🙂↕️
Sike — im actually curating 2 shows this month 🥹
October 29, 2025 at 12:50 AM
Sike — im actually curating 2 shows this month 🥹
It’s never a good sign when someone approaches you, when you have your headphones on/earbuds in…🫠🙄
October 28, 2025 at 4:56 PM
It’s never a good sign when someone approaches you, when you have your headphones on/earbuds in…🫠🙄
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Up Next:
“Inordinate is a group show featuring three artists illustrating the unquestioned normalcy of militarism within everyday life and the inordinate psychological space weapons take up in the civilian imagination… this show alludes to the cost, trauma and banality of it all.“
“Inordinate is a group show featuring three artists illustrating the unquestioned normalcy of militarism within everyday life and the inordinate psychological space weapons take up in the civilian imagination… this show alludes to the cost, trauma and banality of it all.“
October 24, 2025 at 2:15 PM
Up Next:
“Inordinate is a group show featuring three artists illustrating the unquestioned normalcy of militarism within everyday life and the inordinate psychological space weapons take up in the civilian imagination… this show alludes to the cost, trauma and banality of it all.“
“Inordinate is a group show featuring three artists illustrating the unquestioned normalcy of militarism within everyday life and the inordinate psychological space weapons take up in the civilian imagination… this show alludes to the cost, trauma and banality of it all.“
There was a creek that ran through my grandma’s ranchito— it’s long since dried up but I dream of it often.
October 24, 2025 at 2:12 PM
There was a creek that ran through my grandma’s ranchito— it’s long since dried up but I dream of it often.
Damn— I just came up with a COOLER idea than I sent to the previous proposal 😰
Oh well. Next time. Next proposal… 🙂↕️
Oh well. Next time. Next proposal… 🙂↕️
September 24, 2025 at 6:35 PM
Damn— I just came up with a COOLER idea than I sent to the previous proposal 😰
Oh well. Next time. Next proposal… 🙂↕️
Oh well. Next time. Next proposal… 🙂↕️
Everywhere I go is in crisis. It’s suffocating.
September 20, 2025 at 6:04 PM
Everywhere I go is in crisis. It’s suffocating.
Twenty years ago, I was an intern working in this room.
Fast forward to today and now I’m working with an intern of my own - working in the same office!
Fast forward to today and now I’m working with an intern of my own - working in the same office!
September 18, 2025 at 9:04 PM
Twenty years ago, I was an intern working in this room.
Fast forward to today and now I’m working with an intern of my own - working in the same office!
Fast forward to today and now I’m working with an intern of my own - working in the same office!
One time one of my managers accidentally texted me this:
September 17, 2025 at 9:10 PM
One time one of my managers accidentally texted me this:
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Open hours for “WE’RE IN THE INDUSTRY”
September 15, 2025 at 10:58 PM
Open hours for “WE’RE IN THE INDUSTRY”
I should be reading 🥹… 📚
September 15, 2025 at 5:08 PM
I should be reading 🥹… 📚
A Preview:
“Here, I picture the moment that the object of desire; paid for with countless years of: education, networking, internship, onsite training, astronomical debt and personal sacrifice… After the dream job sours and the work place becomes a suffocating toxic mess – where does one go?”
“Here, I picture the moment that the object of desire; paid for with countless years of: education, networking, internship, onsite training, astronomical debt and personal sacrifice… After the dream job sours and the work place becomes a suffocating toxic mess – where does one go?”
September 9, 2025 at 7:29 PM
A Preview:
“Here, I picture the moment that the object of desire; paid for with countless years of: education, networking, internship, onsite training, astronomical debt and personal sacrifice… After the dream job sours and the work place becomes a suffocating toxic mess – where does one go?”
“Here, I picture the moment that the object of desire; paid for with countless years of: education, networking, internship, onsite training, astronomical debt and personal sacrifice… After the dream job sours and the work place becomes a suffocating toxic mess – where does one go?”
I feel like I was just talking about this…
Found in yesterday’s fortune cookie.
Found in yesterday’s fortune cookie.
September 1, 2025 at 4:32 PM
I feel like I was just talking about this…
Found in yesterday’s fortune cookie.
Found in yesterday’s fortune cookie.
I’ve lived this life before
August 31, 2025 at 7:37 PM
I’ve lived this life before