Last Saturday we went to the Cass Cafe where we hung out with Lesley. It's a bohemian place with original art for sale on the walls, yummy food with a spicy twist, my first authentic cherry coke with grenadine syrup (I know, I'm a loser never to have had the real thing).
Click on photo to see the RED in the bottom of the glass better.
Lesley told me I needed to visit the bathroom just to see the door latch, which is about ten times bigger than a normal door latch. You can see my 18-inch bag hanging on it, below. Strange proportions and perspective, eh?
This is another view in the women's stall. (I hope I didn't leave anything lewd in the photo, besides the fact of a photo in a bathroom stall itself being a bit lewd.)
This is in the men's stall (thanks, Don). This blows me away! It looks like a painting. Now who do you suppose took the time?
I love graffiti as an art form, in the right place. I'm glad Cass Cafe doesn't remove theirs.
Don't you love the artistic writing you see on trains and on the sides of buildings in certain cities? Not all of it is view-enhancing, obviously. But it's another instance where perspective matters.
Here's a site for trying out your name (or whatever) in a graffiti font.
Here's a great (if annoying at times) site for worldwide graffiti as art.
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