S: C h r i s t o p h e r M i c h a e l H a r r i s o n
FC: M A D M A X X | The Colorado Series
1: Twitty's Intro. | My first experience with Chris was one of minor irritation 6:30 am on a balmy Colorado morning and the only thing the neighborhood can hear is "CLACK" "CLACK" "CLACK"!! Looking out my bedroom window I observe Chris stretching and stapling canvas to a frame.. Rarely do you meet a better relationship than that of Chris's passion and intensity paired with a natural talent for art and its history. Be it of Mad Maxx's talents and observations for art or C.M.H. Your visual palette will be inundated with thought provoking and mind bending pieces. Some of which are just on this side of sanity; while others will bring you to a better understanding of past artists such as Jean-Michel Basquiat and Picasso. This book will be an adventure of the mind... ENJOY THE RIDE!!!
2: I have a friend named Chris. I met him at a bar called Southside Johnny's in Colorado Springs one evening while celebrating my friend Loree Smith's birthday; Loree always seem to draw an eclectic crowd. Not sure why or how I even started talking to this fellow, but it happened. I told Chris I was a photographer and into art, and he whipped out his phone. In the dim lit bar I scrolled through vivid images with bizarre themes; Jesus smoking a scab, a very Van Gogh-ish looking self portrait with some green dinosaur next to him, a man with an AK-47 sitting alone in a room with wooden floors and blank walls. I just felt like I was hit in the gut - who are you? Chris was like Albert Camus' L'Etranger; that existentialist book about a dude that kills an Arab on the beach (years earlier I had become fascinated with The Cure, and the first Cure song I listened to over and over was Killing of an Arab). I really wanted to see Chris' art in person, and I offered to photograph his work. I imagined he would bring a few pieces over to the studio and I'd shoot it "properly." I mentioned it to Loree after a CF SoCo WOD (she was coaching), and she suggested I see it in person in order to experience the impact, in the context of their (the paintings) overwhelming presence, in Chris' living space. At 10:51 Saturday morning, about 4 1/2 hours after shooting art for 12 hours and passing out at Chris' place, I messaged him, "Thanks for fucking with my perception of reality; it's been a while." What happened?! The evening before (Friday evening), I arrived at Chris' place prepared to shoot for about two hours and then go home. I parked my truck in front of Chris' apartment and went inside to join Chris, Loree, Mark (Loree's boyfriend and Chris' fellow GB), and Chris Wade (a good friend of Chris' that lived next door - cool dude). I drink a beer and set up to shoot. The guy is pretty awesome and has a passion and intensity for his art that is evident throughout his workspace - which takes up just about every square inch of his apartment. Art books, canvases stretched on wood frames, works in progress, butcher block tacked to the wall, oil paints and oil crayons - all scattered about. Chris starts talking about Basquiat, Van Gogh, and Picasso, pulling out books and opening pages to pieces that have influenced who he is as a person and artist. Next comes the music of Charlie Parker and Chris picks up a deep yellow oil crayon and begins adding strokes to Man with AK-47. I start drinking Chris Specials as pieces are hung on a nail or tacked to the wall over the fireplace - the single, ungridded Beauty dish makes a popping sound as each image is photographed. Guess I'm not going anywhere for awhile. Soon we are in the kitchen, a new handle of Sailor Jerry's is opened. The bare strobe moved into the kitchen for portraits of the artist. I'm under the kitchen table shooting Chris; he sits in a rickety wood chair, stark against the clutter and loading the magazines. The strobe pops off a few blinding flashes, the magazines drop out and the weapons are cleared. Where is this going? Hours go by in minutes as we look at art books or the art all around us. Listening to music on Chris' laptop, we talk about life, where we've come from, the military, where we might be going. Chris Special in 3 - 2 - 1 go... I check and the chamber's clear, but....that uneasiness from Thanksgiving Forest, or my toys in the backyard, or my parent's bedroom door. Chris is not like that, any of that. Delirium sinks in and out comes the shavers - Chris starts shaving his head on the kitchen floor. Clumps of hair plod on the floor, .40 cal ammo and Chris wringing his hands - does it mean anything? I snap at it with an 85mm f1.2 - the mirror lifts and falls - focus, focus on what? Chris is in and out of focus - I hear bits and pieces - afraid of what - round in the chamber - shoot - the camera or the gun. I don't understand - something about seeing the sunrise, and I want to see it, and then everything fades to black. I have a friend named Mad Maxx... Eric S. Chin, Photographer
3: Art does something. For each and every one of us it does something. Whether good or bad, fantastic or threatening art takes its viewer on an emotional trip down the rabbit hole inside us all. When you come out on the other side you're a changed person, for better or for worse. This is a book of art and it will do something to you. It will change you as it has changed me. When my brother first put paint to canvass everyone knew it, he had something. His is the art you can't exactly put your finger on. His is the art that defies any known definition. His is the art that is talked about and will continue to be talked about for years to come. A strange mixture of pop and punk, of nightmares and fairytales. This art assaults your eyes and tastes. It comes at you with the utmost purity and insanity saying, 'Take me as I come' saying, 'I am me' saying, 'If you're uncomfortable, you're paying attention'. Chris uses brush and oil stick, marker and crayon, paper and canvass. He uses these simple materials and he successfully shows you his world. He invites you in and you willingly enter. The fact that you're holding this book is proof of that. So I say come inside and sit with my brother, learn with him and experience his life and times through his eyes and brain. Charlie Kaufman once wrote a screenplay about being a different person, if only for a little while. It involved a portal hidden behind a filing cabinet that allowed anyone who entered to become John Malkovich for 15 minutes. The book you now view is indeed the portal behind the filing cabinet. It's a portal into the mind of my brother. However, you can stay as long as you'd like. Art does something. Good art changes everything. This is a book of good art. Chuck Harrison January 11th, 2013 Rochester, NY.
4: CHRISTOPHER MICHAEL HARRISON
5: CHRISTOPHER MICHAEL HARRISON
6: Self Portrait, 2013 2013 mixed media on canvas 16"x16"
7: Self Portrait 2008 water color and sharpie marker on cardboard 9"x12"
8: Man with AK-47 2012 mixed media on canvas 36"x36"
9: Self Portrait with Pet Raptor 2012 mixed media on canvas 14"x14"
10: The Greaser 2013 acrylic and acrylic marker, on canvas 28"x36"
11: The Kissing Couple 2012 acrylic, oil stick and oil crayon on canvas 24"x24"
12: Untitled 2011 mixed media on wood 30"x36"
13: Velveeta 2011 acrylic on canvas 16"x16" | The Assassination of the Kingsford Charcoal Man 2011 acrylic on canvas 16"x16" | Rat Fink and Co. 2011 acrylic on canvas 16"x16"
14: opposite page Copyright Infringement (in progress) 2012 / 2013 mixed media on canvas 28"x36" | Planet Snake Flex 2012 acrylic and oil stick on canvas 24"x24"
16: opposite page Miami 2011 - 2013 mixed media on canvas 66"x48" | Post Zombie Apocalypse (with story) 2011 / 2012 mixed media on canvas 42"x48" | 19 July, 2008, Waco, TX. Bill McGallows, deceased; "Of the first two we saw, I put a whole magazine of .9MM in ones chest, and it just kept walken towards me! My brother-in-law, Mitch, shot 'em both in the head 2 or 3 times with an AR, and they dropped like a couple sacks of potatoes.. what the hell are these creatures?" 22 July, 2008. Leaving Waco, TX. Mitchel Miller, alive. "Ammo is almost expended, food supplies are running short. Being on the move, it's difficult to stay stocked up. Almost loose your desire to eat food after smelling one of these bastards. I keep telling Bill to stay on edge, that he's not Clint Eastwood and is just going to walk out of any situation, but the shit head wont listen. We need to get a move on while the sun is still up.." 10 AUG 2008, outskirts of Waco, TX; "Bill got bit last month, had to put a bullet in his head. My sister would be so goddamned pissed off if she knew I'd done it. Always wanted to, but not really, ya know? The old man you see here, nicknamed Sarge, says he was a sniper in Desert Storm. And I believe him, because he can hit pretty much everything he calls out. The batteries for the radio are almost dead, and it's the same shit "Save rations, stay inside, help is on the way... yeah right, lady - I'll believe it when I see it.." - Mitch.
18: I Traded this Glorious Return for a Microwave 2012 acrylic and oil stick on canvas 30"x48"
19: in collaboration with Chuck Harrison Brothers Harrison 1; Pop Zombie Rocketeer Thanksgiving, 2011 mixed media on canvas 48"x48"
20: America 2011 mixed media on canvas 84"x60"
21: Untitled 2011 / 2012 mixed media on canvas and helicopter door 48"x48"
22: Some Stuff Happened 2013 mixed media on canvas 42"x24" | Duke Markus Harrington the IV 2011 acrylic and oil stick on canvas 24'x24'
23: Budding Love 2012 oil stick on paper 8"x11" | Buddha Ain't No Doorstop 2012 acrylic on butcher block paper 24"x36"
24: Big Chair or Little Walkman? 2012 sharpie marker and highlighter on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Bonnie and Clyde 2012 acrylic on butcher block paper 24"x36"
25: Green Olive Smush 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Mary and the White Lilies 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36"
26: Happy Memorial Day, America 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Self Portrait 2012 acrylic on butcher block paper 24"x36"
27: North Korean Propaganda 2012 acrylic and highlighter on butcher block paper 24"x36" | I Wont Change 2012 acrylic paint and pen on butcher block paper 24"x36"
28: I Love You, Whoever You Are 2012 acrylic and acrylic marker on butcher block paper 24"x36" | The Fox and the Lion 2012 acrylic, sharpie marker and pen on butcher block paper 24"x36"
29: The Batman 2012 acrylic, acrylic marker, and oil crayon on canvas 22"x28"
30: MAD MAXX
31: MAD MAXX
32: Joker 2012 mixed media on cardboard 20"x30"
33: John Cardiel, Off the Wall 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36"
34: The Kid's Escape 2010 mixed media on canvas 48"x48"
35: Untitled mixed media on wood 2011 30"x36"
36: The Bank Robber Buys the Pretty Girl a Meal (in progress) 2012 mixed media on canvas 24"x24"
37: The Jackrabbit Zack 2012 acrylic and oil on canvas 24"x24"
38: Mephistopheles 2012 mixed media on canvas 24"x24"
39: Dinosaur Breath 2012 acrylic on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Joe the Bum 2012 acrylic on butcher block paper 24"x36"
40: in collaboration with Elijah Twitty, age 4 We Watched as the Child Drew 2012 acrylic marker and crayon on butcher block paper 24"x36" | The Boston Buddhas 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36"
41: Struggle of the Ying-Yang 2012 acrylic on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Self Portrait as an Outlaw 2012 acrylic and oil stick on butcher block paper 24"x36"
42: Ode to Sailor Jerry 2012 sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Pussy Vagina 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36"
43: Untitled 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36" | A Western 2012 mixed media on butcher block paper 24"x36"
44: Untitled (Shrooms) 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Untitled 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36"
45: Blazing Through the Dessert Desert 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Birth of an Egyptian Prodigy 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36"
46: Hugh G. Rection 2012 acrylic, sharpie marker and highlighter on butcher block paper 24"x36" | Trouble Urinating Due to an Enlarged Prostate Gland 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x36"
47: Death is Coming 2012 acrylic and sharpie marker on butcher block paper 24"x16""
49: PORTRAITS OF THE ARTIST