Mahaloness

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


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Solitude 

I have heard the desert is a place of stillness. It is somewhere one can go to find solitude, and once there even loneliness fades away as memories lose their reference. Here the imagination can be whatever it wants to be, unhinged, it floods the desert with a magical whim. Perhaps this is why I am a painter, the need for solitude and stillness.

When I sit and paint it is a requiem, an act of rememberance to honour those who painted before me, the brave souls who sacrificed all sorts of life comforts, guided only by their voice, their craft, their art. When I paint I am in a place of stillness, peace, and contemplation. In this place I can breathe how I want to breathe, which is slow, and long. Sometimes it takes a whole day to find that zone and by night I go for as long as I can before exhaustion sets in. There are days when I don’t want to work and it can be a fight to work through it. As soon as my hands get to work the idea of not working fades away into oblivion. Everyone has their way of doing things, and I suppose I am no different. My art has been my own invention, albeit I have borrowed and taught myself techniques that are far from new. I have managed to put them together uniquely in my own way. Painting is an experience, a process, some trials, some errors, frustration, anguish, joy, peace, zen, and without a doubt there will more paint required. One can learn techniques and process, however the subject of the art and what I’d call the fuel is something one has to discover for themselves. I have discovered that art is a bridge, so whether or not I am making a surreal painting, or I am making something realistic, my focus is in how to establish a connection with the viewer. I am not entirely sure whether these insights interest you or not, I am not the best at talking about myself.

 I do find it fascinating that I am in the eyes of science very close to being a chimpanzee, a matter of a few different strands in my DNA, isn’t that something, and yet I am also close to something beyond the physical world that which I cannot see, yet sense and feel as being everywhere, omnipresent, and sacred. I honour the sacred in every painting sesshin, that is perhaps why I love painting, it is a slow process that makes me aware of subtle rhythms and movements, even though I am in my solitude, I do not feel alone when I am in the zone. 

hälts minimotion 

‘new adventure’ 🚀 hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘chimp love’ featuring my day working on ‘sacred place’ and you know what it went pretty f⚓️🌜king well all said and done, still got some work to do, what’s new.




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stages in process

hälts hybrid art featuring a detail of ‘sacred place’ and painters tape and paper.

zig zags, going back to the beginning…

hälts painting zone, sacred space


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fall

Q: Do I wish I could reverse time? 

A: No. 

Time is what happens to us, life changes, our friends change, our family changes, our planet changes, everything we know changes. This is what life is, a process of change, a movement, a dance, a song, a painting, a leaf that turns orange, a slow river that meanders into the distance, a candle that blows out on a birthday cake. 

and now a quote that I came across recently….

Because we don’t know when we will die 

We get to think of life as an independent inexhaustible world

Yet, everything only happens a certain amount of times 

And a very small amount really

How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon in your childhood

Some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being 

that you cannot even conceive of your life without it

How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? 

Perhaps 20

Yet it all seems limitless. 

-Paul Bowles 

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documents from fall that include both my art and some moments from a BC sojourn to see my elders. 

‘sacred place’ hälts hybrid art

in life there is death, I found this Robin in the yard and laid her to rest in a peaceful ceremony, honouring her life.

a fall scene

I want to be a cloud

just a beautiful tree on a sunny fall day

the garden continues to transforms

a grouse I befriended

my dad is a courageous man, he has lived a full life and without him I would not be here making art, photographing nature, writing blogs, and experiencing this beautiful life, thank you and happy birthday, job well done❤️

‘fall hiatus’ 🍁 new hälts mininaturedoc with soundscape ‘5 elements’ featuring some magical BC moments 🌜 and goodnight 


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sun kissed moon 

Cardboard is all the new rage, Great Depression art, wartime art, poor starving artist art, bohemian yes, how about resourceful, taking something that was dump bound and making it new and useful again, if someone throws this out than perhaps I am dead wrong, I doubt that very much. So why? Why paint on cardboard? Why not. Next question…. Okay yes I am one person asking myself questions, if you can’t question yourself what are you doing. The world my friends in many levels is a mess, like the first part of Spring in a Northern city, brown, messy, ugly, and somewhat depressing. So this is why my friends hälts sometime paints  on cardboard. It is also a great way to scale up, practice for the murals and discover new ways to make marks, and have fun, no pressure brah. The fact is though we truly are a wasteful society, we throw away a LOT of sh📍✝,  it’s kind of sad, and perhaps what’s sad is this is the legacy we are going leave to the next generations. So why did hälts paint on cardboard, because he cares about the planet and wants to leave a different legacy, and thankfully there’s a lot of folks out there doing the same thing. (Animated minimotion coming soon🌊💨)

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Stages of ‘sun kissed moon’ which hälts titled it as such because he looked out his studio window and the sun was kissing the moon.