Sometimes I think life is random. Some days I think it is destiny. Some will tell me it is fate. However I ended up in this life, I am here and maintaining the one thing I know, chop wood, fetch water.
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These days I find myself in the studio working on my work, mostly in silence. The paint gods have been kind, and the flow steady and somewhat prolific. I appreciate the process to the utmost degree. My intentions are good, however it has come to my attention that it can be conflicted by the introduction of subjectivity. Why I paint and make art is no mystery, I love what I do and I only put love into my work. If my work brings up things in someone that they may not agree with, I can not do much to change this. My life is art, my art is life.
hälts in a sentimental moment
hälts hybrid art ‘in between’
the studio in flux, looking at a recent abstract work, adding some last touches.
All art here is my own made my me hälts and also a few collaborations with my foamie family down in southern Mexico. All images are not to be used by people who do not respect the message, if any of these images resonate with you please do use them as a screensaver, print a small poster, whatever you need to do, if there is a connection listen to it. Art is a bridge and and my purpose is to share my art with everyone. This is my New Years gift to you. Any questions please email me at mahaloness@gmail.com or leave a comment. Let’s make this world a better place this year and say goodbye to the things that haunt us so we can reach our true potential, together. Peace, prosperity and well being to you all.
It was a very peaceful end to a rather strange December. There were a few things went south for me which as it turns out was a blessing in disguise. Everything happens for a reason, and even if that’s not entirely true, that’s what I am going with at the moment. I had plans to do a year end best, however I think I am just going to regroup for the New Year and count my blessings. I rcently hit a wall and was for once without words, the dreaded writers block. Not one to back down I plan to work through it. That said my best ever blog was titled wordless, just pictures, I think I might experiment with that bit in the coming year. I am a visual person throug hand through however I do think writing is a great tool and when the strokes of genius come I will resume this blog, steadfast as it comes. As it stands I am grateful for my family and the few true friends that I have in my life. I am grateful for my health and for the freedom to make art. I am optimistic for the year to come and look forward to more art and writing. I also truly appreciate those who follow my humble page and for the love and support, it does make a difference. I wish everyone a wonderful year ahead, I think we all deserve a good year!
For now here’s a new minimoiton I made with an original soundscape made form samples I recorded playing on my moms piano.
minimotion Mahaloness
‘farside’ 🎥 hälts minimo BC with soundscape ‘9’ and featuring some footage gathered while in my second home, Windermere BC, Canada.
mood
enter the village of Windermere
cedar wax wing convention, this moment made me smile to say the least.
hälts apologizes for his loss for words, the following images are some highlights over the last few days here in BC and some art as usual, the sun will rise again and there will be more work to be done.
the artist and human both a work in progress.
I look out to the landscape and the landscape is looking right back at me.
enter
‘BC mind’ hälts hybrid art
true love lives on crisp mountain air.
A man on fire ran into a pileated woodpecker while on a walk down the village street.
to think this is a wild animal…
‘woodpecker’ hälts hybrid art, I found myself chasing around birds for the last two days, I was looking for eagle and instead encountered this pileated woodpecker instead, that’s life for you.
‘Windermere BC’ 🐖 hälts hybrid art featuring a layered portrait of Windermere BC, home of the elders, eagles, the whitehouse…pub, and crisp clean mountain air… when there isn’t forest fires.
As the year 2018 draws to it’s conclusion, I go a little introspective in the solitude of the Koots. That’s the east Kootenays where the elders live, a paradise, everyday a gift to the eyes and the soul. It has been an interesting year on a personal level, a lot of lessons learned, and with that a little bit of wisdom gained. I made quite a few follies along the way, and also felt a certain loneliness that comes with being an artist, specifically a painter, to quote Joni Mitchell, ” I live in a box of paints”. I have spent countless hours working on my art, occasionally it swallows me whole. My good friend art has been a strong horse, the one constant in my life. I did manage to get out a few times over the year and visited some truly magical places. I worked with the youth, passing on my knowledge whole also receiving some kid sagely advice, kids know best in many areas. There were many people who helped make these moments possible. I hold each and everyone one of them close to my heart and I will cherish these moments for the rest of days.
Mexico Reverie
passing on the knowledge to Otis, and learning a few things in the process.
I was asked to paint a wave on this wall and needed up meeting a few of local kids, we had a blast, the mural is dedicated to John.
Oaxacan coffee break whilst working on my Zicatela mural in Puerto Escondido.
I bumped into some truly remarkable people, this fellow was no exception, I can only imagine what he has seen in his days.
Brand about to catch some waves, he had some serious style and it was an absolute pleasure to meet new extended surf family.
‘Oaxacan Spirit’ a hälts watercolour made on my trip in Mexico.
I try to dream this every night, such a magical moment, might turn into a painting…
This is my great friend and surfing legend Al with his hälts watercolour in the wall, my art is all over
This is foamie sitting outside waiting for the next set.
You could say this is a bird paradise.
my Zicatela spirit mural, I met some many amazing people while I worked on this beauty, art the bridge that never fails…well sometimes it does but it’s pretty rare.
I also managed to spend some quality time in the BC interior with family and with friends. British Columbia Canada is my second home, specifically Windermere BC. Windermere is where my parents live who are both well into their senior years, however doing quite well in my humble opinion. I also like to chase the eagles around and I am certain they find me quite amusing.
These moments are vital to my well being, engraved deep within my psyche, softening any edges accrued along the way. I am not saying I am edgy, however there has been a few times this past year that made me question a few things, feathers were ruffled, the enigma of humanity never short of surprises. I also realize I am part of that so this isn’t a criticism on humanity, we’re all in it, in our respective and some not so respective ways. I am optimistic for the next cycle around the sun, and no doubt there will some spectacular sunrises, and sunsets. I am also in the process of releasing a new website in 2019, it has been a slow process which is alright, do it right the first time as they say.
minimo double feature
‘peace and chill’ ⛩ hälts minimoiton with soundscape ‘day 12’ and wishing everyone a peaceful chill day today, even if for a brief moment in time, I am sending lots of love to my friends and family, near, far and wide.
‘bc mind’ 🏔 new hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘sometimes easy’ made from samples played on my moms piano and featuring some bc wandering footage from the day 💚💛❤️
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I come to this place for many reasons, truth be told it would take a novel to explain. Perhaps than no explanation is required as a picture says a thousand words. December was a bit of a roller coaster ride, and my time in BC could not come at a better time. I have been painting steady and working diligently on my art every day with the exception of my film work forays. My last painting of the year turned out to be a bit of a disaster and sent my head spinning. Some time away from the studio has been a blessing and has give me a chance to recharge and get some perspective. With what looks to be a busy year ahead it is a good time to prepare and refresh the mental hard drive, and give the soul some love.
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BC moments
This is the place where I like to come think and tune out hustle and bustle of the city life.
It is true that nothing stays the same. Everything that we know is always in flux, always in motion. The oceans tides moving in and out, the moons path across the sky, and the sun’s rise at dawn. When I experience the glow at dawn secretly I never want it to end, and yet it does every time. Or how about those periwinkle coated clouds at sunset, you know the ones. It all seems infinite. It all seems so perfect. I cherish the connection I have to the natural world, it is a such a gift we share with so many things, it really is everything.
I looked into the sun as child, and a I learned to respect the sun.
…and now a new minimotion for your viewing pleasure.
‘stare into the flame (day 15)’ 🌖 new hälts minimoiton with soundscape ‘night void’ featuring a meditative timelapse of my newest painting WIP, along with some footage gathered along the quest.
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Today’s letter of the day is E for everything and effort, because it takes effort to get something done right.
hälts hybrid art ‘cold moon wolf’
Future
I am currently working on a new project for the spring, a mural in my neighbourhood, a redo if you will as the first mural was destroyed. Out of destruction something new will come to life, I am both excited and honoured to make a new mural the community can appreciate and visitors alike. I will do some future posts on that, you’ll just have to imagine it for now.
studying the material is a key step in any mural project if you want it to last.
The sun went down and I couldn’t find another one…for a while. -Kurt Vile
in the studio
This is a new painting I have been working on. I stretched the canvas, primed it and now painting the painting, all of which is very satisfying and keeps me sane in this bassackwards world. It’s far from done, however the elements are starting to come together. Painting is constantly teaching me patience, and for the most part it has been an enjoyable experience.
except for he spilt paint, it happens…
paving the studio floor in gold and the sweatpants apparently…
‘spinning’ 🌍 Nuevo hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘maple syrup on pancakes’ featuring a bunch of different segments working on a very special painting, one close to my heart.
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We only get this one.
hälts hybrid art
The following three images demonstrate how I use my drawing and paper cut outs to get composition, I do use modern technology as well but this method is tried, true and tested.
just the ever so slightest adjustment to the garment
At this stage I am respecting my first marks made, before I continue on with the work. This is the stage where my brain switches to 3-D as I bring the subject to life. I will trust my drawings but also let the paint show me what’s possible.
hälts painting ‘SLO’ and his new WIP chilling in the main room
Sometimes things go bassackwards, that’s alright, I appreciate you to the utmost degree.
hälts hybrid art which features a watercolour called Oaxacan spirit, made in the mysterious land of southern Mexico, this is what I would call a spirit document.
