Cruel Summer (Vol. 3)

This personal series started as a few curated mixes for my long summer runs—songs that hit somewhere between nostalgia, chaos, and pure serotonin. But like any good obsession, it turned into something more: a visual exploration of summer’s contradictions. Heat vs. escape. Memory vs. moment. Sweetness with a knife in it.

I designed each cover as a collage of textures, sun-drenched color, and offbeat ephemera. Torn edges, duct-taped memories, cryptic type, and visual noise that mirrors the unpredictability of the playlists themselves. It’s part mixtape, part visual diary, part fever dream.

No branding. No rules. Just a series of snapshots that hit like memories you forgot you had.