Whatever you think about what was going on in America in the 1960s, I feel like it should be absolutely an unassailable fact that the era represented the high water mark for human and stripe interactions. I’m not sure humano-stripian relations have ever been better or more fruitful and creative. Look at these pictures from Ford’s 1966 brochure. The stripefulness is just off the charts, a real reminder of what we were once able to achieve.
That went for other graphics, too. Checkerboards, Ben-Day dots, it was a golden era for so many graphical things. But stripes, man. It was a hell of a time to be a carefree young stripe, ready to take on the world.