Blunt, sludgy claustrophobia typifies the mood of UK-based designer Max Turrent’s site. All his images seem degraded by some broken, found-in-the-alley Xerox machine. As well, his typography seems distorted by something like the unreliable receptors of an old cracked scanner. Perhaps his studio is actually situated in the bowels of an abandoned office building, where his only working light comes from the ash-flecked illumination of a recycle bin fire. 🐀🛢🌀

(Also of note is Max Turrent’s other 🔥 site: rsvr.world.)