Colourless

There is paint on my body.
And on yours.
And His.
And Hers.
And Theirs.
There is paint on all of us.
There is paint trickling from our palms, splashed on our inner thighs, travelling down our legs; covering every inch of our bodies.
Different coloured paint, dripping in different ways.
Although we are all coloured uniquely, we sometimes wish to be judged less on our hue and more on our hearts.

PHOTOGRAPHER | CHRISTOPHER LAI
VIDEOGRAPHER | KIMI TEOH
STYLIST | HAYLEY CLUTTERBUCK
WORDS BY CYNTHIA TAYLU