Mixtape 2025 Audio tape, speakers, wires, amplifiers, and tape players
At the heart of Mixtape lies an encounter with my personal archive, a collection of audio cassettes discovered while clearing my family home. Containing fragments of music, voice, and domestic noise, the tapes are both intimate records and fragile documents of time. In digitizing them, I capture not only their contents but also their degradation, the hum of the machine, the faltering rhythm of a tape nearing its end, the physical trace of memory breaking down.
The installation extends this act of archiving into space. Through a network of delicate speakers and wires, fragments of sound re-emerge, their presence unstable and fleeting. The dismantled cassettes themselves are reconfigured as sculptural material, the magnetic tape looping through the installation like an exposed thread of remembrance.
Mixtape reflects on how archives preserve and transform, how memory is never static, but constantly rewritten through the processes of decay, recovery, and reinterpretation. What remains is not a complete record, but a living resonance, an echo of what once was, still searching for form.
At the heart of Mixtape lies an encounter with my personal archive, a collection of audio cassettes discovered while clearing my family home. Containing fragments of music, voice, and domestic noise, the tapes are both intimate records and fragile documents of time. In digitizing them, I capture not only their contents but also their degradation, the hum of the machine, the faltering rhythm of a tape nearing its end, the physical trace of memory breaking down.
The installation extends this act of archiving into space. Through a network of delicate speakers and wires, fragments of sound re-emerge, their presence unstable and fleeting. The dismantled cassettes themselves are reconfigured as sculptural material, the magnetic tape looping through the installation like an exposed thread of remembrance.
Mixtape reflects on how archives preserve and transform, how memory is never static, but constantly rewritten through the processes of decay, recovery, and reinterpretation. What remains is not a complete record, but a living resonance, an echo of what once was, still searching for form.