I remember the first time I discovered Martinez Canyon. What an incredibly sublime experience it was. I have heard people talk about the supposed vortex’s located in Sedona, and the energy that is felt there. I have been to Sedona several times and unfortunately didn’t discover this to be true for me; however, Martinez Canyon is full of magic and mystery. The energy there is truly primeval, subtle, and distinct. I have visited this magical place many times and interestingly, the energy manifests much more strongly when you are alone, which I most often was.
It was once the site of a very productive gold and silver mining operation; the remains of which still exist. The tunnels and shafts, the mill and residences perhaps still contain the ghosts of those that lived and died here, but I think it is far more than that. Something much more ancient exists here; something that cannot be seen, but only felt. Needless to say, a very haunting place that has drawn me back many times.
It is a place of contrasts. Barren twisted towers of rock preside over the niches of green far below in the shadowy recesses of this magnificent hidden canyon. There are huge old Cottonwood trees, Ash and Oak, and even a few berry bushes. The spring runs most of the year; not only providing life to the local furred and feathered inhabitants, but also the music not often heard in the usually dry lower elevation canyons, as it gurgles and splashes in the rocks and fallen leaves.
Acrylic on canvas.
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