I’m intrigued by Paulina Jaimes’ paintings and is not a little thing. The veiling -kind of merciful- attributes that she applies to her sitters are mostly achieved with a right balance of gray and pink, a palette that I somehow relate to 80’s: aggressive, grotesque, extreme, elegant.
I believe is very easy to take that first impression of her painting (or the reference to the violent situation in her natal Mexico), however, there’s a mask on her images that hides a delicate love for life.
