Mahaloness

Contemporary artist specializing in full spectrum painting, mural, animation and digital hybrid art.


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hälts gone Oregon 

Recently adventure called. It goes by many names such as a trip, a journey, or a pilgrimage. Following a long stretch of art making  I was ready for a recharge. It is not so easy for me to just walk away from responsibilities and obligations, they are omnipresent and I have a way of overriding these primal impulses. We are creatures of habit, and it’s easy to get sucked into the vortex forgetting there are many vortexes, similar to a river with eddies one has the potential to paddle and navigate, getting to new places and getting aquatinted with new geography. It has been my experience that acting on the adventure impulse can lead to great discoveries, whether that be of self, or of magical places that exist on this beautiful planet. 

And now a little exerpt from the book of travels… 

So before I could be swayed by doubt I packed my bags, and bought a cheap flight to Portland, thanks to Gord and air miles. My plan was to meet up with my friend, whom I will refer to as Moon. Moon was in the midst of a road trip in the States, she is the one who planted the seed to come meet her. The day before my departure I was tested, this comes as no surprise because everything leading up to the trip was just working out too damn well. It turned out, thanks to my friend Gord over a fine cup of coffee, that my passport was expired. I was leaving in less than 48 hours. I went ballistic, at least for a moment, my mind began turning over like a plane propeller, I needed a miracle, it was that simple. Gord by now had pulled up in his cobalt cerulean blue VW van and we proceeded to head for a place where I could get passport photos taken. Of course when I arrived at the store there was no one at the desk, I stood there for what seemed like forever, panic began to sink its claws, I tried to keep it at bay. An elderly lady joined me in the line, I turned and said to her, ” doesn’t seem to be anyone here to help us”, and I quickly explained my situation, she said, “good luck”,  and I took this as a good sign. Perhaps sensing the delusion of grandeur, a store clerk came over, I gave him the low down, he quickly told me it would be at least 48 hours for me to get my passport. I said, “lets just see what happens”and he happily snapped my passport photo, perhaps the best one to date, he really nailed it, considering my last shocker of a passport photo. After a short wait of staring at prices of stuff on the shelves as a distraction, the clerk arrived with a grin and my passport photos.  It also happened to be the beginning of Stampede in my hometown, the largest outdoor show on earth, so they say. I thought to myself, bummer. So Gord and I jumped in the van and took some back roads, and wouldn’t you know it we found a parking spot right in front of the government office. With surprising grace I jumped out and ran like a gazelle into the waiting room, much to the dismay of the security guard. Turns out a parade day is the best day to take care of business at a government building, there was no lines and I found myself face to face with a government clerk who was quite helpful and the fear loosened it’s grip. Turns out paying a little bit more money can get you out to of a pickle, and with a swipe of my debit card I would receive my passport in less than 24 hours, just in the nick of time. Next day I packed my bags, went back to the office and picked up my passport and headed to the airport. I was a man exhausted, thank goodness for adrenaline and the anticipation of a the adventure ahead. ‘Go time’ as  Gord would say, first stop Portland for a couple days of city exploration, namely Powell’s Books, which I definitely did not have enoug money for, it is insane there, so many great books in one place, I nearly lost my mind, and my the contents of my wallet. Goddam there’s only one thing to do, power read and buy what you can, and than get the hell out of there! And I mean out of the city, so we did, next stop Nahalem. 

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to be above the clouds is a privileged experience, as in a rare opportunity that I take great pleasure in.


And now a new hälts minimotion ‘Portland’ with soundscape ‘Portland is a type of concrete’ featuring flight footage and some street footage from the city of coffee, doughnuts, Powell’s Books, and bridges


​Following a successful mission to Powell’s Books, it was time to hit the road. There really is no other place I would rather be than next to the ocean. The smell, the sand, the sounds, the marine air, it all just adds up to a massive soul hug, instantaneous internal happiness erupts and everything else just drifts out to sea. 

Nahalem, Oregon coast, cold wind and sea and things that bite but you can’t see, beautiful as far as the eye can sea

Nature’s sculptural skills have always blown my mind

one with the other

where sea meets sand

I nearly lost my mind in this land of beautiful spectacular

sand, wind, sea, watercolour, fancy free

this studio has no walls

paint vibrations

still frame from beach timelapse, speechless


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feeding the soul 

Art is here to nourish the soul and gives us things to consider as we navigate this life together.

It has been true to hälts that to be an artist means you are always on and, there is always  work to be done.  The practice is ceaseless and the behind the scenes work  is no slouch. It is a part of the modern day artist and the ever ending ‘get your work out there!’ This  includes  promotion, finding commissions, cataloging and formatting the work, social media, doing live art, all of which takes time. This does not mean that hälts chains himself to the easel, it’s a good idea to put down the brush, leave the studio and go get some life experience, take time to do be with family, and visit the local wildlife. This feeds the soul of an artist and are key ingredients in hälts art process recipe.  Art might come from within, however it is the external that informs and offers ideas and fuels the human spirit which all goes back into the work. As much as hälts puts attention and care into the aesthetic of his work, there is a message in his paintings, drawings and minimotions. The message is this, we live in this world, we being humans, we also live amongst other living beings and all of us live together in various environments that we all rely upon, and when in a healthy state, thrive on. In hälts eyes we owe it to ourselves and to each other and all the living creatures on this living and breathing planet, to take care of it, treat it well, and do things that will ensure it lasts for future generations, otherwise we are heading down a perilous road and all this beauty and wonder will simply vanish before our eyes. Now some scenes form a recent sojourn to visit the elders, and spend some quality time with the natiral surroundings, flora, fauna, clouds, Sky, water, Eagles, hummingbirds, chipmunks, flowers, well, all of it. 

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first up a minimotion ‘getting squirrelly’ with soundscape ‘take it in full’ a recon mission by hälts after his mom said a squirrel has been raiding her hummingbird feeder, priceless 

caught inda act


bald eagle sanctuary

hälts took his Fineline fish out for a paddle, hopefully the eagle doesn’t pick it up in its talons, they are massive birds of prey, just an honour to spend time with them in this magical place

a rose from mama bears magic garden

‘two worlds’ either we protect these sites or we watch them vanish before our eyes


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Helicopter Mahaloness

The adventure has been no short of incredible lately, as I found myself aboard a helicopter, flying deep into the white wilderness of the Canadian apline. I remember slowly dissolving into  the magic unfolding outside my window. 

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 As the bird lifted my face was overtaken by a massive grin.















on top of the world

on a bluebird day

grateful to be here

humbled within