A work in Progress*
My name is Christopher Morgan Minamyer and ART is My LIFE, Just as much as LIFE is My ART! My art is my healthy way to emotional release, being Bipolar, ADD, Dyslexic w/ an astigmatism, and a little schizophrenic my art changes drastically with my state of mind and I see the world differently than most. I have problems with addiction, from healthy to unhealthy. I used to keep my emotions bottled up and without art to release them, I turned to drugs, of all types, to escape my reality. Before you go judging me, let me tell you why I felt the need to escape. It's a 20 year story, but I'll keep it to highlights. Before we start allow me to introduce myselves...
My personalities or personas, if you will....
"Chris" is the son all parents dream of, hard working, self motivated, star athlete, above average student, and loving sibling
"Sunshine" makes everyone smile, no madder how dark their day, he will find a way... even if it makes him cry
"Grim" he is unstable, unpredictable, drugs fuel him. Constant anxiety & depression will causes unhealthy decision making
"Art" is the combination of the 3... whom I try to stay, it keeps me balanced. Don't fight with who you are, it stops growth
Frequently moving around the northern west coast kept me isolated as a child. Being the oldest of 3 meant being the man of the house while my father traveled, more than frequently, for work. I had no choice but to be strong for my family, which made me bottle emotions. At 13 I moved to Houston, TX and by the time I hit 14 I had a drugs problem, yes plural. At 16 I was hanging out with the gang MS13, selling cut drugs, stealing car audio equipment to buy more drugs, do 90%; cut the rest and repeat. However, I knew what I was doing I couldn't do for long without dying or going to prison. With the support of my family, whom I would die for, I managed to graduate high school early to get out of the hole I had dug myself.
Hey, but wait that's Grim talking.... Chris was there too! During the same time, I graduated early, worked 30 hr weeks, played soccer for 2 teams- won 2 state championships, played football in the off season, met the love of my life, and managed to keep Grim hidden from my family unit I was 16.
Life was looking up! I was 18 with a full time job, working 70 hr weeks, living on my own... with support. Then BAM a car accident changed my life forever. Life Flighted to Hermann Hosp. downtown Houston after a head on collision both cars at 60 mph. Broken collar bone, 2 broken ribs, severed Spline and Liver... Oh and the bruises, scrapes, and cuts to my entire body. I spent a month in the hospital, and it took almost 6 months to be back to normal. Believe it or not this moment defined the next 10 years of my life.... In a positive way! It gave me a passion to help others, I decided I wanted to become a Firefighter.
Chris returns, and Sunshine is taking over! A month before the docs would medically release me, I started training at a paramilitary style Fire Academy. I killed it, went on to become a Medic the next year, within 2 years after school I was 22 and ran my own ambulance in an urban setting. Thats right, I had control of a number of narcotics before I was legally able to drink. I was on the cover of Texas EMS magazine, won awards for my dedication, and became a leader within my community.
Although the emotional toll of suffering and death changed me at the core, 22 and I already controlled more mass causality (3+ dead) scenes when I could count. The largest was 8, don't ask. HA and that is not even the hard part of the job. The hard part is walking up to a mother, father, child, family... knowing one of their loved ones passed... and look them in the eyes just to admit to them you cant help, they are too far gone... there is nothing we can do. A 13 year old boy damn near whooped my ass after I told him his father died next to him in the night, and it had been hours ago, there was nothing I do. For every down though eventually there was an up... a life saved, someone brought back from the brink of death, the psyche patients were always my fav. though.
Still with the love of my life, with the help of my family, we put her through school and she became a paralegal at a prestigious law firm in the Chase Tower. I am 24 now, I bought a home, I am engaged to be married to my high schoolsweat heart and I get a job offer to work the oil field at 3 times my regular rate... It took 2 months at that job to pay off the wedding and ring to total $15,000.
Grim lerks in... Month 3 working in the oilfield, I get a call from my love... she left me 1 week before my return and 1 month before the wedding. Took me for half, her new lawyer friend represented her. Now I own a home by myself... she didn't want half of the debt of course, haha neither did I. The 2 years I spent working as much as possible to hide my from my pain... but every other moment was a scene out of Fear and Loathing.
Then I found art! Through a mutual friend I met who is now my personal hero... besides my parents :). Taft McWhorter showed me how to release my emotions to make amazing art work! He inspired me to become an artist, and whether he knows it or not, he saved my life. I'm 26 now still working contracts in the oil field, I became a OSHA Safety Professional, a high angle / confined space Rescue Tech and a HAZMAT Specialist. I had shown art works all over houston and was starting to make a name for myself by the time I was 27 and life was all Sunshine! What goes up must come down...
BAM the oilfield dropped the fuck out! Stubborn me wouldn't take work for less but I saved a nest egg so I was good.... or so I thought. Grim took complete control and lets just say that next egg I made.... it was full of drugs. I dug myself a nice hole of debt in the following months I almost lost everything.... Then I got work, I was gone over a year living on barges in Southern Louisiana, and I cleaned up.... slowly lol. 6 months through and I was working out regularly eating right and staying away from drugs.
It is 6 months later, this very day, I have been as clean as I will ever be for an entire year! I turn 30 this year and I am BACK doing what I love, MY ART!!! I am a salesman during the 40 hrs I have to be, still cant afford to go full time artist... yet! I sell all the equipment I used to use. I still work a ambulance from time to time, but ART is My LIFE! That is why I sold my home in the woodland, moved to Midtown, and you just have to come see me at my art studio!
lets bond, laugh, and mull over crazy stories around great art and even greater artists!
Your Friend- Christopher Morgan Minamyer
AKA- Grim Art Sunshine
If pictures are worth 1,000 words... here is 10,000 on the subject.