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preserved in photos, videos,
audio, and notes to self.
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Okay, so practicing for the junkyard video slash still figuring out the words. Um, so welcome to my junkyard. Um, this space is a collection of photos, videos, and notes to self that I've been accumulating for years, at least 5 years, though I'm sure it goes back farther than that. Um, since I was really little, I I've had a habit of collecting and saving things that for the most part, uh, other people seem to see as random. Um, I would like pick up cool rocks or bit of bits of trash on the ground. Um, because
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I like the texture, the shape. Um, I would write down questions, ideas, reflections that came into my head on post-its and on notes pages digitally and in journals scattered around. Um, I would take close-up videos of like natural and mechanical processes like the way that light would reflect on moving water. Um, or the hinge of a door as the door opened. Um, also take like a lot of just goofy, silly photos of myself making strange faces. Um, and I guess what made these things seem random to other people was that in
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most cases I didn't have a specific use in mind when I collected these things. Um, and that's that's, you know, my what I understand the common place understanding I guess of junk to be is something that's useless or of little value. It's junk. Um, and so I guess all these things would kind of be considered could be considered junk, you know. Um, I would find these things and I would put them in my pocket or save an image or video or whatever, um, to the phone to my phone or whatever device was being used. Um, and
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then most times just forget that it would exist until I stumble back across it randomly days, weeks, years later, like pulling stuff out of my pockets or just like scrolling through my photos. Um, and so yeah, like all this junk and so I have this is a collection of all of of my junk essentially and but I use the word junk intentionally because I guess the question is does something have to be of use to be of value? And I would argue that it doesn’t. Um because as I've been reflecting on on all of this junk, I've been realizing
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I've come to realize that the value in all of these things that I've collected is in what they made me feel when I interacted with them. Curiosity, wonder, joy, um excitement, a feeling of growth. Um that was the value that I got out of all of these things. And so yeah, so that's why I I collect these things that I have. And so that's why I think as I started trying to create a website for my art practice, that's why this emerged instead because this habit of moving from emotion and intuition and
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seeing what emerges, seeing what comes out of it is at the heart of what I didn't understand as an art practice until much more recently. Um, so that's where this junkyard comes from. And, uh, I'm looking forward to seeing where it goes next.
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Things about me
that feel important to share:
cat
dad
neurosaucy
(Autistic + ADHder)
living in
Brooklyn
grew up
in LA
(… Pasadena)
transmasc
non-binary
bisexual
light
skinned
Black,
mixed
What else?
izzy [at] thisizjunk.com
Contact
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Izzy Greene (they/them) is an artist, learner, and scooby snack who uses sensory play and personal reflection to connect more deeply with the worlds within and around them. They share unedited documentation of these experiences to reflect the fact that they, like their art, are a work in process.