There are things the body remembers long after the mind tries to forget.

Tainted is not a series of images — it is a record of what lingers.

Of touch, of tension, of moments that imprint themselves beneath the skin.

Each piece explores the quiet collision between control and release, between what is seen and what refuses to stay hidden.

Paint becomes language. The body becomes the canvas. Memory becomes form.

This collection lives in contrast — soft and severe, intimate and distant, still and in motion. It is the space where emotion is no longer contained, but translated.

Not everything here is meant to be understood. Some things are meant to be felt.

This is what stayed.

This is what marked.

This is what remains — tainted.