08/10/2024
Imagine you just touched down on the dust covered, barren surface of the moon. You don your spacesuit and open the hatch of your lunar lander. As you walk up the ramp you pass the blue taxi lights on the tarmac before reaching a deep opening that leads you into an artificial mound. There, you will be protected from space radiation and itinerant meteorites. You step inside the round pressure dome of the base. Finally you can breathe. You’re home. As you gaze back out beyond the craggy ridges your eyes get lost in the black abyss of infinity.
As much as the exterior of the Neil Armstrong Museum in Wapakoneta, Ohio, dwells on the romance of manned space travel, the interior brings everyone back down to earth quickly. Its slender concrete ramps and landing bridges feel much too tight for today’s visitors. And the daunting brief of having to balance a shrine to the first man on the moon with the legacy of the entirety of space travel since the Apollo missions appears impossible.
I’ll admit the reason I went was not only to see the building but a deep seated love for hard sci-fi and the aesthetics of early space travel. New yellow-and-grey museum education panels crammed in next to original experience-focused displays of life size mockups, relics and high tech debris from the space race age were simply not what I had hoped for.
The only leftover that hasn’t been touched since the museum opened in 1972—mere three years after the moon landing—is the Infinity Room, a simple optical illusion using mirrors and Christmas lights, that beckons with the endlessness of the nebulae of galaxies far away. You need a lot of imagination and love for retro tech to make it work. But it is precisely here that it feels possible to understand just how outrageous the afternoon of July 20, 1969, really was to those watching. It wasn’t just about figures and dates in history books. It was about pushing a final frontier further into the unknown and sharing that experience with millions who were unable to see for themselves. In taking a page out of the playbook of 19th century period rooms, the Armstrong Museum’s building embodies this human desire to envision the impossible until today.
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