- Ashyboo is Online

Where am I? What is this? Am I in danger?

Fig. 1
This a Pokémon. He is really cool and niceys.

Welcome to Ashyboo Is Online.
AiO is my little piece of internet that I've carved out for myself.
AiO is many things beyond a web-page.
AiO is many things beyond the text, files and images hosted here.

AiO is an idea, a safe haven, a library, a gallery.
And I welcome you to explore it.

AiO Manifesto

Fig. 1
This a Pokémon. He is really cool and niceys.

If I had to use a single word to describe what AiO is to me, and is meant to be to others, it would be "stronghold".
It is undeniable that the web has been heading south quicker and quicker lately. Paywalls, Web 3.0, AI crawling all over your pages like some kind of nature's mockery.

A while ago I saw this video called "The internet used to be a place"[1] and it hit me like a brick.
It made me decide that it was time to put all of my knowledge, artistic ability and computing resources together to finally found a proper homepage, in protest.
I'm a very nostalgic person. Nostalgic for times I have not even experienced sometimes. Something drives me to concepts like these. Wishing I could get a glance at how things were.

It's naïve to suggest that "everything was better back in the day". It is equally naïve to suggest that everything is better now. Especially on the internet, things aren't how they used to be in a very negative way.
In a time where demand of your attention is split between thousands of apps and sites at once, convincing you that you actually need to be spending money for that distraction too, all the while whatever is feeding you is slowly turning into hallucinated slop, it might not be bad to look back at how things used to be before everything turned to shit.

As a young teen, I already felt the frustration with this digital status quo rising. Combined with my proclivity for nostalgia, I found an old computer in my grandparents' storage room. An old Compaq Deskpro.
It used to be a server for my grandpa's business. Now it stood idle and empty.
I remember bringing it back to the living room, connecting everything and throwing a Windows 98 install disc inside. I had rarely felt such excitement and wonder. I started tinkering with it, digging through grandpa's old CD's and floppies to see whatever I could get installed on it.
After hours, days, multiple visits, I got it hooked up to the internet.
A barren wasteland for something that didn't speak SSL3 or TLS2.0, but if I tried hard enough, I could see some glimpes of the modern world through the window.
After some digital graverobbing I found some sound drivers, a better browser, and some sites that were properly accessible. I could now truly customize this computer and decorate it with what makes me me. I loaded up WAMP and started playing Fast City by FearOfDark.
For a minute, I experienced a feeling I knew would be etched into my memory. It's as if I could hear the disk spinning up to prepare it for burning another track.

This website is made, kept and maintained in honour of this feeling.
To preserve those little things we may have left.

Rot

This website is dedicated to rot. Decay. The danger of forgetting.
Oxidised CD's, corrupted floppies, delaminated laserdiscs, fading videotapes.
Many if not most of my projects hosted on here are to preserve some kind of memory, or expand on its experience to turn it into what it could be. To reflect what it meant.

Many of the halls in the gallery show what decay is like; what happens when it is allowed to take over. What would be lost.

The archive is dedicated to keeping whatever I could salvage safe, stable and available. Where I can, I fill in the gaps and reconstruct into what it once was.
Here, I maintain, capture and preserve.

The rot I'm fighting may take on shapes you haven't imagined before, though.
The rot I'm fighting is not only the process of forgetting. It also encompasses the process of erasure.
The rot I'm fighting is also known as the Streisand-effect, or planned obsolecense.

If there is anything I can do against bad actors removing access from information that the public has undeniable rights to, I will strive to do so.
Be that forcing suppressed information into light, or capturing media that has no form of permanent ownership, or is otherwise unobtainable to people for whatever reason that may be.

This site, this archive, this gallery, this blog, this network, is a protest against rot in all its forms.

Art

Beyond that, this website is a dedicated spot for me to leave my thoughts, my feelings, my creations, my art, and publish these whenever I want to.

I'm, what some call, a renaissance woman. I try my hand at everything I can, and that does include many forms of art. I might seem bitter in some parts of this site, but I'm a gentle person at heart. I do, however, have strong opinions and am not afraid to state them.

All in all this site forms a whole that encompasses me as a person, I think. Or who I want to be at the very least.

The gallery will explore different forms of art, and be dedicated to unconventional interpretations of it.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I see cathedrals everywhere.
As birds of a feather flock together, some of my friends also make art. Not all the halls in my gallery will be filled with my own works.
This hospitality extends to likeminded people into the Friends@Boo page, where I showcase projects that are hosted by others. Not everyone has a server, or means to procure and keep one. Since I'm so blessed with my homelab, I want to extend this privilege to those who otherwise couldn't experience it.