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Date	Event	Location	Website
1 Oct 2025 to 3 Oct 2025	Fleeting Voices	Vienna, Austria	https://sonime.at/fleeting-voices/
13 Oct 2025 to 14 Oct 2025	Original Copies: Digital Tools for Preservation in Cinema and the Other Arts	Torino, Italy	https://original-copies.com/
27 Oct 2025	World Day for Audiovisual Heritage 2025	worldwide	/world-day-audiovisual-heritage
28 Oct 2025 to 30 Oct 2025	49th FIAT/IFTA World Conference	Rome, Italy	https://fiatifta.org/world-conference/
30 Oct 2025 to 31 Oct 2025	The 2025 ASRA Conference	Sydney-Gadigal Country, Australia	https://www.asra.asn.au/
13 Nov 2025 to 14 Nov 2025	Unlocking Audiovisual Heritage with AI: New Horizons for Archives, Libraries and Museums	Vilnius, Lithuania	https://www.baacouncil.org/
13 Feb 2026	World Radio Day 2026	worldwide	https://en.unesco.org/commemorations/worldradioday/
3 Mar 2026 to 4 Mar 2026	Joint Technical Symposium 2026	Canberra, Australia	https://conlog.eventsair.com/jts2026
12 Jul 2026 to 17 Jul 2026	2026 IAML Congress	Thessaloniki, Greece
27 Oct 2026	World Day for Audiovisual Heritage 2026	worldwide	/world-day-audiovisual-heritage

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