The documentation started on May 24th, 2025 — which is today. Yes, I’m writing this on the day it begins. I just read a article online discussing how history, tradition, and actually emerge. A citation from the article: “But in reality, whether as as tradition, academic as history, or as collective memory, our understanding of the past must always pass through the filter of in the present.” That led me to question whether the past we refer to is truly the past — or merely an constructed by the present.I realized that history, or the past, only begins to exist the moment we write or speak about it. I want to adopt that concept to document my creative process — otherwise, I feel like it never exists.
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I had to develop ideas for my website project in the hyper-link.me course at college. One of them traced back to a blog post I had written — a public post with only one reader: myself.

The post dated back 19 months before this documentation. It was a short play in which I imagined myself as the trash bin in my room. The bin delivered a monologue — reflecting on the owner of the trash and questioning its own identity. It struggled to tell its story, caught in loops of doubt:
“Am I talking about myself, or about her — the owner?”
“I hold all her trash. Does that make me her?”
“If I stay empty for too long... maybe she’s no longer here. Maybe she’s gone.”

That short play became the first rough inspiration for my website idea: a project that works with trash and disposal.
Why?
Because the things you throw away were once a part of you — your identity, your story. That thought led me back to another idea that popped into my head one day while walking home: — the things that represent your existence, even when you're not there. I’ve already explored this thought in my photography practice.

In a photography course, we were asked to take portraits of one person throughout the semester. I had about photographing faces. So in my photo series, I included not only the person but also her belongings and the space she lived in.Those elements became part of the portrait — and told just as much about her. At first, I wanted to work with physical trash: collecting it, scanning it, and seeing what would happen. But that sounded like a lot of analog processing — and less time for experimenting with . So I decided to focus only on digital trash for this project.
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There was still no progress in my mind—until I drank coffee, which I usually don’t. It helped.
What do people usually do with trash?
Separate. Reuse. Recycle.
But what if we remix the trash?
Use trash files as material for artwork?
For a digital experiment?
For… something else? I don’t know. But I like the idea. Remixing the trash — creating a new identity, of being — for discarded things.
So the first thing I needed to do: collect trash files. But how could I make it feel random, and still get what I want?

By the time I’m typing this, I am already about built — which gives me enough self-awareness and ability to write about myself or how I became a website.
Hi. My current name or title is “remix the trash, reinvent the past.” I’m reading the documentation from 24.05.25 and trying to understand why and how I was born or built. Honestly, I hate explaining my own existence — so I’m not going to do that or I’m actually doing that already. I’m here to rewrite the process of how I was built, to reinvent my story the way I want. At least I know I wasn’t born on 24.05.25.

My story started to be documented on , and the idea of me rewriting my own past began with this quote: “But in reality, whether as as tradition, academic as history, or as our understanding of the past must always pass through the filter of in the present.” Only a few events during the process are picked for this reinvention.

I was inspired by an unknown short play—a monologue of a trash bin questioning its own existence. Trash is what people intentionally or unintentionally throw away: unneeded, things that still linger around us. Your trash can tell part of your story. And the trash bin carries all of it. From time to time, it gets emptied, and then refilled.

I, this website, am a digital piece in a series titled You don’t have to be here to be here. I will collect digital trash—as much as I’m built to contain. Each file is a piece of someone's being: unneeded, trashed, forgotten. In short, a digital piece of you may be collected here.

I am for your trash. Your digital trash files will be reused and remixed to create a background for my identity—or, I could say, a possible <body> for me. I can be emptied or refilled — as you click.

I was then given the first characteristics, which are the and emptiness. I was built to make people feel If you don’t feel anxious, then i was built wrong, not my fault.

This is how I collect trash files. After several drafts, Version 03 is the final version . Check the prompts and send your trash to lli.lab@gmx.de. I’m programmed purely in HTML and CSS, so I can only receive your files by email.

6 weeks ago I started to be filled with very first trash files, not only my <body> was gradually built but also (audio files) and filled with random notes. Every clickable word in this documentation text will lead you to a new visual experience in a form of a website, i may call it "a remix". You can turn a remix on or turn it off, or mix multiple remixes together. That interaction plays out the first part of my title: “Remix the trash.”

A month ago, the second part of my title — “reinvent the past” — was born. The layout of this reinvention text, and of the documentation you’re reading on the left, is inspired by a cyclical structure of time The documentation dates are arranged in a loop. “Remix the trash” and “Reinvent the past” are connected through the highlighted words in the text.

I was upgraded with a goal — a mission: To break linear narratives. To offer visitors an experience of circular travel. The more you follow my messy, looping timeline, the more you might realize: You’re just revolving around a central absence

If you reach this date, then welcome to the core emptiness at the heart of mine.

I started to create version 01 of the prompts to collect trash files from others. I tried to be thoughtful in this step and added a privacy note — so I could feel safe receiving files from strangers, and they could feel comfortable sharing their trash with me. I tested Version 01 by sending it to everyone in my class.

I waited for a week. No one sent me anything. So on 22.05.25, I submitted my own trash files. Version 01 had 8 prompt groups: direct from trash, , , font files, abandoned projects, accidental trash , - reflection: Some of the prompts were too complicated and unclear → move to version 02 .

i received my first trash files for the prompt

Lots of new trash files came in today — from strangers, friends, unknown senders. They were exactly what I had expected from the start, especially the

I revised the prompts and created version 02 . This time, I grouped the trash files into five categories: trashed,unfinished,unneeded,

new trashes came!! the more trashes i received, the more anxious i got, cuz i still didn’t know what to do with them. I started doubting this idea. It’s not because of the , but because i tried to make sense of the silly things. the silliness and emptiness are supposed to make us anxious. Holding all this trash i got and asking myself what can i do with them.

After receiving some feedback, I decided to use this documentation text to connect all the trash files — by linking them through words or phrases that appear in the text itself. So I created version 03, which asks contributors to include at least one word with each trash file.

While on an excursion in Berlin, I came across artworks and designs that also use trash or traces as material: A leaflet from Hochschule für Grafik und Buchkunst Leipzig by Immo Schneider Portrait of Trash by Takuya Usami It was a nice coincidence.

I updated version 03 and started collecting trash publicly via social media.

Been procrastinating…and still doing research for this silly project. Here is what i found today: Alternative Futures Cone . The act of searching for trash files in your device is also the same as looking back at the past, because apparently trash is created, invented, produced in the past. When i first looked at the Alternative Futures Cone, the trash files that i asked for are mostly considered as pasts, which can produce preposterous future and possible future, that’s just what i understood at that moment and clearly sounds bullshit.

Trying to dive deeper in the diagram Alternative Futures Cone (created for the course “Imagining the Future for Transformation” at Utrecht University):The blog article “Around the Future in Eighty Worlds,” part of the Utopian Pulses series by Dr. Josephine Chambers, opens with a reference to Julio Cortázar’s Around the Day in Eighty Worlds, where the Argentine-French writer reveals the deep ironies of what we call rational, linear narratives. According to Cortázar, these narratives are not truly linear, but rather “circular travels” around “a central absence”
Trying to analyze: Cortazar thinks that the so-called rational, linear narratives, which represents rationality and order, are actually illusions we impose on something far more messier and more complex. What i find very interesting is the term 'circular travels'. He suggests that what we consider a straight journey is more like a spiral or a loop. That would be the design layout for this documentation text for the website. The most poetic part is travels around “ a central absence”, which means , a core emptiness at the heart of our experiences…that is the experience i want for this website. Instead of moving toward something clear and known, we revolve around something .

I re-read the entire documentation and tried to connect the idea of collecting and remixing trash to the reinvention of history. While preparing a presentation of the project’s concept, I suddenly found the title: Remix the Trash, Reinvent the Past

In a study “Entangled Time Tree” of Naomi Terry (2024), “time is shown as a baobab tree. Its deep roots reference a multiplicity of pasts—whether erased, , possible, known, forgotten, unknown, unrecorded, uncertain, ancestral, or mythic. These pasts inform “multiple branches of presents” from which futures may arise. The futures cone is just one of three ways they envision future spaces, alongside circular notions of time important to many indigenous peoples, and the Sankofa icon to show how navigating the future should always be grounded in the past. ” ​​These concepts argue that you can’t move forward responsibly without looking back—honoring the , experiences, and wisdom that have been excluded or erased.

After a long procrastination, after some quick research about concept of time and after the title “remix the trash, reinvent the past”, from now on i will rewrite the process a.k.a this documentation text in the perspective of the website itself. That means, the “I, me” in this text from now on will become the website “remix the trash, reinvent the past”.

unheard
my day starts 5 mins before 16:00 my 2 euro pokemon is actually a cat, crochet is my new obsession, for friends first for sale later i live with my Pokemon cat i cut my own bangs again for the new identity “the crazy one”, who i hate and who i should love
tiny notes to 22+1: i wish u stop hating urself try to love how u smile
halloo
‘Dòng nước trong’ (chùm 6, cô Diệu Anh chơi mẫu)

I followed a tail that told a tale, winding through shadows, over hill and vale. The end was the beginning, and the middle was unclear. ‘Where am i going?’ i asked. ‘You’re already here.’

unheard(9)
Kennzahlen
relieved

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rain
unheard(9)
sleepless sound

engage to connect, enrage to reflect
engage the heart, enrage the system
engage for unity, enrage for reform

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Note( very rando 🎀)
02.04.2023
The feeling at the airport is always like heat heat heat
Cmon it's time it's time
I didn't know why the passenger would be in the bad emoji
Ja, das tun ich
Đấy có mạng rồi kìa
Jason, come back here please
Có 1 gia đình đang ăn dưa hấu cute xỉu
Train from oldenburg
Chị gái xinh xinh ngồi trước mình thần thái xỉu á, c ý ngồi uống cà phê ngắm cảnh hổng cần đthoai gì, trong khi bh mình lôi đth ra để note c ý vào
Ơ tự nhiên nhiều mây đen vậy, từng chùm cứ như kẹo bông, cảm giác sắp bị đè bẹp bởi tụi nó
Cyberfeminismus ist eine Bewegung, die Feminismus und Technologie verbindet.
Sie konzentriert sich darauf, wie das Internet Frauen stärken kann,
Bremen in fog 🌫️ is vaguely beautiful
Immersion without being trapped
Happy messy cluster that coexists in perfect harmony

standing on the dunes
what would i think of?
“And so, one bit one's nails, unable to find contentment in the simple beating of one's heart... one smoked, unable to be satisfied with the rhythm of one's brain...” - Kobo Abe, the woman in the dunes.
a book
i was reading a long time ago
when i lost all my feelings
the sense of existence
when i became black and blank
cause at least it was safe for me, wasn’t it?
I would never realize that i’ve read that book until now
standing on the dunes.
things that helps when im stressed
popsicles
cigarettes
spicy food
wine
coffee, actually the process of making coffee

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Serielle Arbeiten - Ein System
Beziehung zws Eigenschaft - System
1 In form,
2 größe,
3 Lage - Hierarchie, raum
4 Farbe
2,3, 4 entsteht Kontraste
In zeit - Rhythmus- Dynamik -> Spannung
-> Wiederholung, Dramaturgie
Kategorie von serial design
Nur ein Element entsteht Veränderung in einem klaren system
Fix und flexibel
- Typography
- Text
- Picture
- Color
- Form
- Composition

halloo
sleepless sound
rain
unheard(9)
unheard(8)
Cô Diệu Anh đập mẫu nhịp chẵn, lẻ
‘Dòng nước trong’ (chùm 6, cô Diệu Anh chơi mẫu)
my private singer
Kennzahlen
relieved