Posthuman Blues

I ducked into the newly remodeled LatteLand this evening and found myself jarringly transported to the Bizarro World. Gone are the tasteful stools, framed artwork and quasi-European motif. The interior has been transmogrified into an anemically lit "retro" hell with tables separated by confining partitions. Worse, the new furniture has an unfortunate resemblance to cafeteria decor.

The up-side of this metamorphosis is that the redesign puts me in mind of Edward Hopper's more existential paintings, notably "Automat." I had my picture taken sitting in one of the newly minted, claustrophobic "seating modules" and was amused to note that my camera, crippled by the dim light, seemed to render me in Hopper-esque brushstrokes.





Thanks to the barista who took this.