How Seattle Grunge Ate Itself
Role — Designer
Timeline — Spring 2018
The Underground concept began formulating with the death of a musican’s muse, Chris Cornell, in 2017. With his passing—as many creatives’ before him— we lost an intangible, lawless brilliance that is difficult to harness and impossible to forget. His self-murder sparked a conversation around a question that had been unearthed for far too long; what the fuck happened inside Seattle’s grunge? As a massive fan of the 90s rock scene and a wayfarer in suicide and depression, I wanted to explore and unearth the deep emotion in Seattle’s music scene and portray it strictly through visual emotion.
The zine follows a bright, hopeful beginning and roams on to a dark and distant closure, offering only a glint of light at its close. It is unreadable, has no tangible information to be gained, and is a mess of conceptual creeds and visual longing. The Underground acted as a thesis for me to explore a more psychological approach to visual communication and now acts as a reminder of loss and hope.