Allison Juneau

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Legacy Junk

2020 | MFA Thesis Exhibition

Legacy Junk

Two lounge chair frames sit cushion-less outdoors. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Resting Place

Detail of one of the backs of the chairs from Resting Place. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Resting Place (detail)

Pile of brightly colored chainsaws. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — 52 Chainsaw Pickup

A frame of a house at night lit by an interior light. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Skeleton

A wood pile in the snow. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Soft Deadline

A path winding through a grassy hillside with trees growing alongside of it. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Please Do Not Walk on the Grass

A detailed image of foliage from the painting Please Do Not Walk on the Grass. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Please Do Not Walk on the Grass (detail 1)

Detail image of the path from the painting Please Do Not Walk on the Grass. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Please Do Not Walk on the Grass (detail 2)

A truck covered in snow sits in a winter landscape. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Twilight Theater

A pile of wood in front of backlit forest trees. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Summer Woodpile

Detailed image of the birch trees piled in the painting Summer Woodpile. Photo courtesy of Allison Juneau — Summer Woodpile (detail)

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Artist Statement

I recently purchased a tract of raw land with the intention of building a cabin, and wasn't terribly surprised to find the land came with some impressive piles of junk. I was frankly enamored of these objects, abandoned but not destroyed by the previous owner. They had a potentially useful quality that resonated with other aspects of the Fairbanks community; transfer sites, the airplane graveyard behind the airport, old couches and tables and wooden spools that littered the yards of countless homes. This rural detritus represents a confluence of natural and cultural forces that �ֻ�ֱ��ns experience every day. I wish to investigate this transitional territory by abstracting and amplifying the fine line between usefulness and decay.

I believe that in this modern life, it is all too easy to assume that the world of nature and the world of human culture are totally separate. For me, this assumption was repeatedly challenged after experiencing the destructive power of nature during my childhood in Tornado Alley, and more recently, the subzero temperatures of Interior �ֻ�ֱ��. I typically draw inspiration from daily observations of my environment, and as a result my imagery changed dramatically after I moved to the far North.

Despite the change of landscape, my core concept of investigating intersections of nature and culture remains the same. This is a fascinating task in the �ֻ�ֱ��n Interior, as these intersections are clearly exposed. This community has a unique relationship to nature, as modern homes and businesses coexist with virtually untouched wilderness. These experiences have instilled in me a deep respect for the vast web of life that both supports and threatens my community, and motivates me to seek out and emphasize places where natural and artificial worlds collide using the malleable language of art and oil painting.