Blackberry Bruises
A self-directed project about storytelling and scent, inspired by houses like Imaginary Authors. The label copy doubles as the texture.
The concept
I wanted a fragrance that felt like freedom, youth, and being a little feral, so I built the label out of the scent notes themselves. Pine resin, sweat, mischief, bright eyes, blackberries torn. The words run together into a dense block of type, and a linocut-style figure caught mid-motion cuts right through the middle.
Then I carried it into a second scent, Blood Orange Dust. Same system, same words-as-texture spell, new story. This time the figure is in chains, reaching for fruit where the first one ran loose through brambles. One world, two very different moods.