Even when you think, that your opinions are part of your individual “personality”, eventually you will realize that, this is not true… You are not your own person… Your personality, thoughts and opinions are not a construct of your partial existence. The only originality in your life is one that differs only by slight instances from those living in this same plain… Humanity is a collective entity, opinions, beliefs, hopes, dreams… All of these are based off of a momentous interval, that transcends generations and your particular life… In a prenatal state, we are molded by different genes. One half from each part… Nurturing resilience that eventually becomes one whole. We hear, we grow… and slowly we are shaped into the pragmatic “entities” that will be tasked with reciprocating those thoughts, dreams and desires… Humanity fights, argues, kills… because we are, “different”… But we’re not different, we’re just vessels carrying out our own way in life… We simply carry the thoughts of those that came before us… It’s only natural to disagree…
Norma Shearer, “The Devil’s Circus” (1926)
Caged / Haunted
Beautifully solemn and charming. One of my personal favorites. In this portrait we get to see a part of the artists dramatic side. Her solitude is so charming it’s almost wrong to even classify it as such. Beauty in subtle ounces spread throughout the composition. Her eyes staring down something unseen.. Truly haunting..
I feel no words can describe the depth her eyes perceive. Her natural skin and waving strands of hair leave a ghostly presence. A figure lost in her own time, a catatonic state left in oblivion…
I really enjoyed these pictures since we get to see the artist in a more natural look without her adornments and makeup.. The real Cristina in a way.
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Remorse / Canibal
Breathtaking, in more ways than one. I feel that this looks like the result of some domestic dispute. It’s sad and violent with a touch of beauty as the figure gasps in tolerance and remorse. Her eyes peer deep into your mind, delivering a helpless: “No!”. Chilling truly, the bruises and bloodied neck only add to the tension. The falling feathers figuratively connote opened scars, as time from a young life is slowly extinguished…
Horrifying! This piece is very creative, as the artist expressed her inspiration came after she finished her food. Primaeval in a sense, almost borderlines human instinct. That dark stare of pride fills one with a feeling of helplessness against the beastly actions being portrayed. I love it.
Confessions - Cristina Otero
Immediately after viewing this, all the feelings that surged through my head were: “Why!?”. Throughout this portrait there’s this feeling of self dread and lament that courses through the tips of the bloodied fingertips it’s almost palpable… The blood, almost metallic gives a realistic feeling to the entire piece. Palely colored skin and a pair of sly open lips seem to utter a dramatic: “No..”
Something… Calling Me…
This darkness fills me
With cold and fear
I cannot move
Or hear or speak…
A scream dies in my mouth
I’m trapped under water…
Cold and alone
It leaves a mark
On my skin…