Part of a sequence of images beginning with Radio 38. There is a small, barely-noticable bit of filigree decoration off centre at left that connotes a kind of embroidered 'weaving' of the needle. Im not sure it really adds anything and I think I'd just remove it were I producing the book now.

Part of a sequence (see Radio 38) exploring inner space.

A slighly uncomfortable visual/textual juxtaposition here of the 'needle' and 'eye' imagery. There's certainly some sort of poetic resonance in that, and I was aware of it at the time, but I wasn't sure what to do with it. Perhaps the difficulty of vision is such that to pierce into things with any 'acuity' (since we're talking needles), we must needs risk some discomfort? I didn't follow this through at the time.

The narrator revisits the first line of the book, asking us ponce again to search through the cosmos for a meaning- but this context is different. We'll use differnt equipment, and we'll travel inward instead of outward.

The visual sequence over the following pages including this one recapitulates the 'solar system' imagery from the previous page, but conflates the disc form with the iris of an eye and then switches between that and the gaseous forms of nebulae. Eventually a stream of information (in the form of oscilloscope-green' dots) will once again appear.

Part of a sequence of three along with Radio 35 and 36. They read "The transitory entities break down, and the room is filled with radiolight'.

The message arrives, in some sense. The message is perhaps simply that the room is always bathed in 'radiolight', in cosmic information. But perhaps the point of the messenger is not so much that we have to hear its message, as much as that we have to feel that the message is around us, always. It isn't necessarily about the passing through or the passing on of entities, even ourselves, as much as it is to do with the continuity of being.

I didn't realise up until I rewatched it a couple of months ago that this book owes a debt to the Robert Zemeckis film version of Carl Sagan's book Contact. There are sequences there that explore the passage outward of elecromagnetic information into the cosmos, and of course the film explores conlations of metaphysical and scientific truths. In sequences following on here, I'll take my viewer into the human cosmos instead, but it's the same place, really.

Part of a sequence of three -finished in Radio 37

The intention here is to create a sense of a space that is filled with some sort of mysterious presence. Not quite a ghost, but a sort of 'ghost of potential'; the 'ghost of a promise', perhaps. Something about the sequence shifts us out from the death of the messenger towards the promise of the message they carry. There is, I suppose, a kind of resurrection imagery here that I might have been a little more explicit about.

Part of a sequence of 3 pages – wait for Radio 37 for a full discussion.

Here, though, you can see the 'fossil' beginning to be suffused with light and colour, and a 'ring' of green dots forms a kind of 'lens flare' effect. I wanted there to be a sense of presence evoked by this transformation of 'fossilised information' into something meaningful. The 'breakdown of a being' into energy (or perhaps, here, our interpretation of its having been) moves its message out across space and time.

Continued from Radio 33.

More of the 'fossil' imagery is apparent here. These denote an apparent 'failure' of the message, whose traces are held only in this dead object.

But they still transmit – they still tell us something about deep time; over the following pages, the instant that was postponed still holds its promise to transmit its message about the universe: we can still tune in, despite, (or perhaps because of) the fact that in this universe, everything changes.

Again, the 'fossil' version of the insect is visible here. This is part of a pair of pages to read 'The supply lines/of coincidence are cut'.

That which happens is the outcome of a long string of events, like a supply line. The longer they are, the more vulnerable they are to changes in circumstance.

The fade into white of the previous page marks an instant where a message is either deliverd into transcendence (and is thus unavailable) or is just absorbed or intercepted (and is thus unavailable). Whateer that instant might have meant to us is postponed until another time.

The insect form here is identified now in 'fossil' form. I wanted another way to show time other than through the travelling outward of electromagnetc phenomena, and the ancient palimpsest of fossilisation and decay holds another trace of being.

The image here is intentionally white (seemingly 'blank'). You'll have noticed that the 'headlights' in the previous images have been getting closer and closer. They've now approached to fill the image with light.

So… enjoy. I haven't turned minimalist though, there will be more marks and squiggles tomorrow.

Here the light fills the page. The insect has presumably been squashed by the oncoming car, or the message has finally intercepted and absorbed it. The communication of whatever it is that there is to say has been interrupted – or perhaps the nature of the message itself disappears in light.