Across eleven years Martin has moved from countless rapid sketches made at the club, into prints, then pastels, and small oils. The last stage was to work with individual dancers in context, under the leaching strobe lights of Browns, separating out glimpses of ideal line and form from what can often be hard-edged or even dulled by the girls' disassociation from the crowd. We see here what it was that Martin waited for: those first few minutes when a girl comes on, she has good music, she melts and reforms as a persona that turns the stage into a magnet for everyone in the room. Martin's ability to capture the enormity of the subject on a large scale allows us into that moment of electric connection when the paying crowd is mesmerized and, even in her naked state, the woman has all the power.'
Justine Hardy 2005