1960's America: classic traditions race head to head with a now embarrassingly classic futurism. An explosion of modernity sweeps the Western world. Mom no longer knows what's best; science does. Ranch-style suburbanism and golf weekends push out family evenings and hamburger joints. Somehow, in the confusion, orange becomes the upholstery color of choice, and Tiki lounges seem like a great idea.
I spied this at the Denver Modernism Show this weekend and grabbed the nearest camera. Here an established form of old school fun is seemingly abandoned for a future full of Bakelite promises and electric cooking bliss.
Modernity. Is. Awesome. Just ask Charles Phoenix.
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