by Alan Bean
Jim Irwin leads Dave Scott as they move about their work on the Moon. Dave observed: “As we advance, we are surrounded by stillness. No wind blows, no sound echoes. Only shadows move. I hear the reassuring purr of the miniaturized machines that supply vital oxygen and shield me from the blistering 250-degree-Fahrenheit surface heat of the lunar morning.” The spacesuit appears bizarre and unworldly, but it contains a life-sustaining environment. Explorers throughout history have probably looked strange and unreal to the natives of the new lands they visited. But we were different. There were no natives and enclosed in our spacesuits we looked like creatures from other planets to our friends and family.
Like them, we came in ships. Theirs were of wood, powered by wind and sail . . . ours were made of advanced metals and plastics and were moved by rocket engine. We both used the best technology of our age. But here the similarity ended. Conquistadors came to claim lands and gold and precious gems for their King or Queen. We came fro knowledge and understanding. A few rocks and a little dust were all we took. We carried no weapons, just tools for digging and measuring. We were space-age conquistadors and we truly came in peace for all mankind.
Fine Art Giclée Canvas:
limited to 75 s/n.
30"w x 20"h.