COSMOS AND THEOS Luggage Tags

You've got your itinerary. The hectic getting to the airport and security scramble are time zones away. The pilot has just come over the PA saying prepare to land. BRACE YOURSELF. Here comes the mad march to baggage claim. These 2.75 x 2.25 IN leather fobs are a great way to take a little stress out of the descent into arrival. Printed in eco-ink, the bold colored paintings are specifically chosen to standout. With these, finding your luggage is sure to be fast-tracked! Plus, they're sharp looking.

ABOUT THE PAINTING:

COSMOS AND THEOS: Acrylic on canvas, 18 X 24 IN.

Charles Darwin once said, “The impossibility of conceiving that this grand and wondrous universe, with our conscious selves, arose through chance, seems to me the chief argument for the existence of God.” It’s attributed to Einstein, the phrase, “The more I study science, the more I am amazed by the complexity of the universe and the more I believe in the existence of a creator.” There’s some dispute about this particular quote but, having read plenty about him and written by him, I can see how these words have plausible authenticity. Anyway, it was with these thoughts in mind that I created this piece because I, too, believe there is no such thing as coincidence.

I don’t necessarily look for purpose in my life, though that’s not a bad thing to have. It’s more that when I look back over my time in this world, I see so many variables, chance encounters and fragmented impossibilities that led me along the way to things I now celebrate… and, yes, the pains and heartbreaks, too. I can’t imagine that all we are, all we experience are just a sum of blindly stumbling through accidents, happy or not. Even drawing our first breaths aren’t only the miracles of life but also invisible atoms meeting atoms and cells forming only to split then growing to repeat the process until we have fingers and toes. At any point, with one alteration, we could be a different person or platypus for that matter. How amazing!

This piece is about that astounding machination which superficially seems messy chaos, the universe within us we can’t see and that great expansive universe beyond which we can only catch in slivering glimpses. Isn’t it funny that we can only witness the truly pristine great order of things through either a micro or macro lens but never in the thick of it?