He has flattened his ears and lowered his chassis, inching forward, snakelike, toward his unsuspecting prey. Clovis has, essentially, disappeared. Except for one thing. He is a marmalade tabby, and the contrast of his golden orange stripes against the verdant lawn broadcasts his whereabouts in a hilarious mocking of camouflage. This backyard charade was the inspiration for our 2001 calendar, and I have tried with difficulty to give full expression to the meaning of color in words.
Color is everywhere.
We can't seem to get enough color. It amazes me to think that TV wasn't even around when I was born, and just in black and white during my childhood. Print, too, was predominantly black and white. This explosion was depicted so well in Pleasantville . In this wonderful movie the loss of innocence and the battle against conformity in personal expression is symbolized in a bland, monochromatic 50s sit-com society that panics when confronted by the passion, volatility and imperfection of a world rendered in brilliant living color.