I am an NYC based graphic designer and fine artist. I love art and I love design. I am currently interning as a graphic designer at the Wildlife Conservation Society.
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So alone I feel…
Lost within myself…
Only I know what I know…
With no one to share it with…
With no one to help me understand…
Forever stuck in the future…
Alone and lost in the present…
Fear is red, I am color blind…
Lost and trapped within…
Why am I lost alone…
Trapped within myself…
My lonely darkness…
Alone I shall suffer…
A self portrait, my daughters and I…
A very emotional piece for me depicting the stress I often feel as a struggling mom. Often feeling bounded, emotionless to all except my children…but despite it all my children are always with me, they are my inspiration for all I do…
The pink fleshy part at the bottom, representing my cesarean I had with both my children…very traumatic experience for me, each operation took almost a year to heal from…
Media Used: plaster, wire mesh, gouache, oil-based clay
‘Denied Femininity of Mine’
hmmmm….was having a long day when I did this piece…I suffer from an anxiety and panic disorder. I thought I had been doing good those past weeks, I guess not everyday can be a good day for me. I was feeling very tired, and lost…I wanted to gain my focus back so I began to draw…Feel a little bad, ignoring everyone around me….but….I needed to reflect…
Media Used: pastels, charcoal on charcoal paper 12 × 18
{This piece is for sale if anyone is interested. Contact me for pricing.}
“Parasite of Mine”
Inspired by my nightmares. I often have nightmares of an evil twin, which seems to be attached at different parts of my body. No matter how hard I fight or try, I just can’t seem to get rid of her…I wake up so fearful and anxious, it is hard for me to go back to sleep… Media Used: charcoal, pastels on charcoal paper 12 × 18
Fine Art Print by Christina Rodriguez | RedBubble on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/12153886
What do you do when …
You have so much to…
Say and no one will listen?
No one wants to listen…
Or are you just thinking…
No one wants to listen?
Maybe you enjoy…
Dreaming and keeping…
Your thoughts to yourself…
Maybe you know…
No one will ever really…
Appreciate your words…
But…you cannot help….
But still feel lonley and lost….
-Christina Rodriguez, ‘Unheard Words of Mine’
‘The True Aesthetics of My Madness…’
Give me the strength…
To never surrender to this…
No point in asking why anymore…
Am I just a ticking time bomb inside…?
I feel queasy as the room spins around me…
The buzzing in my ears is all I can hear now…
My heart pounds faster, faster, faster…
Faster still as my chest begins to feel tight…
I reach my hand up to hold against my chest…
Up goes my other hand, together they try to steady my breathing…
The lump in my throat builds…
Swallowing is impossible now…
-Christina Rodriguez
