With the light of day streaming into my room, I awoke this morning from the dream that was last nights performance. Reluctant as I am, I must let go of the amazing euphoria the evening produced and place my energy into more logical pursuits before leaving Delphi. I did not mention the disappointing results I had with the metrology department in my last letter since it would have diminished the importance of the musical journey I wanted to share with you.
I did obtain the historical data requested, but it is suspiciously lacking in solar flare activity. There were only thirty recorded occurrences of solar flares that were strong enough to register on the equipment located here on Neo-Britannia. None of these were during the timeframe I was present on the Phycodurus-8 and none had the signal pattern matching the data recorded on your optical enhancement unit or wave detector. Since the equipment here on New London has been operational for over one hundred years, there is obviously a large amount of data missing. The man at the metrology division did advise me that he was only able to acquire the last twenty years of readings for me, but still there are fewer detectable solar episodes than standard for a star of Alpha Centauri’s age. With this limited data I am on my own to discover the cause of the erroneous patterns your equipment picked up during the occurrence on the spacelab. There is nothing recorded here to compare to and my only other option is the chance of a recurrence in the future that our own equipment will pick up for reference.
I have only two more missions to complete before leaving Delphi. First I have an appointment with the Louvre representative this afternoon to give her a thorough update on the progress of the project. I do not trust this information to be relayed via electronic channels and I also want to officially announce my designs for Katryna. I have decided against any more assistance at the studio and given the strange occurrences over the last few months I am certain I do not want any more unknowns or distractions around me to interfere with the progress of the project. Now that I have decided to include the music aspect into the Equine Experience I will need time to also study this avenue and the presents of new people will interfere with this. I believe it will only be the process of choosing music suitable to interact with the visual and electrical presentation we are producing but I need to explore the possibility that the sound frequencies might interfere with the already present signals being projected by the planned piece. I did say this would complicate an already complex task but as you know I can be quite adamant when an idea takes hold.
Mother’s creation was a triumph last night. Even though all eyes were on the Equine once the performance commenced, I did note some admirable stares from fellow patrons during the pre performance reception. Several inquiries were made as to the source of my gown and I proudly gave the name of our mother’s fashion house and her relationship to me. It may come to nothing more than an appreciation of her work but many of these people will be returning to Earth in the future and they may seek her out. I do not know anything about the logistics of sending her collection to New London but at least she can claim her work is also an item on this planet, An extraterrestrial designer for want of a better nomenclature. I carefully but reluctantly packed away the new ensemble this morning, having left it hanging last night so I could have one last look at it. I was tempted to wear it today as well but I feared it would likely be damaged during my travels through the crowded streets.
After my appointment with the Louvre I will complete my final errand before boarding the Geo-train once more and head for home. I will make a stop at the music conservatory in order to procure some of the recordings available of the Equine inspired compositions. The works are referred to as The euphonies for Glauert’s Equine. I hope to purchase the entire collection along with some contact information for the composers. I would like to be able to confer with them during my research in order to gain more insight into their creative process. It will be educational to speak with one of the musicians about their work and how the Equine inspires them. It will be too much to hope for a future opportunity of a brain scan but one can always dream. Even if I am unable to incorporate the music into our work, I find the idea of creating in my studio surrounded by the music of the spheres appealing on an astronomical level. I only hope the audio system I currently possess can manage the intricate recordings I experienced last night. I am curious why Katryna never mentioned this form of Equine influence. It may be that Neo-Britannians have a different view of this type of tribute to the Anomaly. Katryna always speaks of the Equine in a logical and practical manner. There was never any mention of spiritual connection or godlike worship in any of our discussions. I had the preconception that most natives would have some level of this spiritual attitude to their fellow occupant in space. Now that I have experienced this interaction first hand there seems to be more of a mutual working agreement between the two than any type of devotional adoration. From the journal entry it is clear the Equine is fascinated by music and the emotions it provokes which seems more in lines with a spiritual relationship than business. I will have to explore these thoughts a bit with Katrina as her training begins next week before I come to a decision on my own relationship with the Equine.
After a stop in Newton for supplies I will be headed to the studio. I only hope the weather is more cooperative than on the trip here.