Presented at the Venice Biennale as a small utopia, the coffee set is like a city made up of gleaming cylindrical towers that are gilded inside. Within the play of reflections the “towers” set up, a line from a song of Gainsbourg’s appears blurrily, as though in a curved mirror: Café café que j’aime ta couleur café. All the cyclinders are in mirror-finish polished stainless steel with a double isothermal wall.