Mahaloness

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


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sorrow into joy 

At the moment I don’t have many words to write, so the following minimotion and fotoMahaloness is my words, they express my inner spirit, and is the result of my efforts as of late. I am an artist, yes. I am also a human being who experiences love, joy, sorry, grief, and yes I do get overwhelmed at times. I know how to stay busy, to work hard, to paint, to draw, and make movies. I have faith in my art and I acknowledge that I am surrounded by some truly wonderful friends and family, an ocean of love that helps me through those difficult days. I would be lying if I said I have never felt defeat. I have had moments when I thought I was going to lose my mind, questioning the path I have chosen, it all part of the experience. However unlike Van Gogh I have managed to keep my ear in tact, and truth be told there’s more work to be done which I’ll need both ears for. 

minimoiton 

‘howl moon’ 🎥 new hälts minimotion featuring a couple current wolf paintings at various stages, a moon from the hälts watercolour collection, and joshy my little buddhy oh and a little intro scene to set the mood 🌞 soundscape ‘night blue’ 

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some of the hälts painting oeuvre

‘morning ritual’ hälts hybrid art

‘soft eye’ hälts hybrid art

the work desk, and some paintings watercolour and acrylic, notes, and various tools and art paraphernalia

3-D wolf paint WIP

‘wolfy’ hälts hybrid art


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carry on 

I am most likely going to stumble with my words here a bit….with that said I will attempt to blog it up. I have been through what I can only discribe as an early winter near death experience. Now I realize death is a strong word. Many humans I have met in the course of my life pilgrimage fear it in one way or another. If you have been touched by its sorrow, than these words will likely strike a chord. However in this case I am not writing about the literal meaning, no, what I mean is the death of the self, in an effort to get back to true form. This true from is the start of a new self, one who is ready for what’s to come and also present in the moment, aware of its self and clear minded. I have accrued a lot of information over the last year or so and it gets to a point where it becomes extra weight to carry. Now I don’t mind carrying a load, I am a film worker after all, I serve the production in an effort to get something accomplished, and efficiently as possible. This is something I carry into the studio and put that into my life’s work. When I paint, I am the painter painting, I am in my true form. By doing so the work becomes much more enjoyable and much less arduous. There are cases when I can choose to make a painting about that weight, and this has been a successful endeavour from time to time, however it is taxing on the system, so not too much, just a little bit. On occasion I get right in the way of my self, deluded, a cloud fills the mind. It can be difficult to manouver through those currents. They are powerful and similar to the ocean must be respected. When I refuse to respect my true self this can create chaos, which again might be good for a painting, initially, however it can also double, sometimes triple my work load, and can result in the loss of patience. Patience is key in my opinion, or at least this is what painting teaches me. Unfortunately life isn’t just painting, and this is where patience becomes difficult to practice. When everything is going at once, this is where things can go a bit sideways, if you know what I mean. So as of late I am working on shedding some layers that have accrued over the past year, and finding peace and clarity in the process, thereby less weight, and the higher likelihood of reaching true form. Always keeping in mind that life is not something I can control, however I am ready for changes, adaptable, I make adjustments, and in the words of an old mural friend Jamie, carry on! 

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pictures to go with words 

It is a time to face the dragon within without slaying it.


it was destiny that brought me to this one wheeled electric skateboard, the foto represents how I felt in that moment, and yes that’s me as a little person.


this is JD he hires me as a film worker, as a grip, he is a key grip, champion and all around amazing human

a tool of my trade, the ol trusty dolly, that I call Dali!

a 3-D wolf head I am currently painting, and a cedar waxwing drawing for reference.

‘pink moon’ hälts hybrid art combining ‘therinathropica’ and flora I documented in Mexico

this is a section of my current body of work, the hälts oeuvre is flourishing.


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Resilient 

Something I have learned being an artist is you never really know what’s going to happen next. What I mean is there is an uncertainty that goes along with it and this makes for a completely different set of problems and challenges that most sane humans would avoid like the plague. For instance there is just making a career for yourself, which sounds easy enough, but turns out it’s not so easy. I have been the poor starving artist, I have walked that walk, paid my dues and I don’t plan on going back to that anytime soon, despite the fact it’s always in the back of my mind. I will say there were moments of brilliance in my days of the struggling artist, one tends to dig deep when it appears the ship is sinking. However I learned early on the body can only go so far before things happen, the organs say slow down man. I think I have learned through my own volition that a man of desperation doesn’t always make the best decisions. And a man who doesn’t eat goes hungry. Might of worked for the Miro’s of the art annals of times past, however I just don’t recommend it for long. This has been a journey my friends and is why to this day I give people a chance, because there were some that did give me a chance, and those are the building blocks to making art your entire life without dying young, and or quitting all together. The world has never been an easy place, there have been events throughout history that has pushed humans to their limits, and yet we being resilient continue to carry on, that’s what keeps me going, anyway I hope you can appreciate the accompanying fotos, a documents of my life as a Canadian not starving artist. 

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Slices of time from in and out of the studio. 

the wolf in me, hand painted 3-D object in the works

abstract no.3 and wolf head on the works

abstract no.2 in the works

a recent drawing from hälts green lodge book

textures are lovely

in it moment



Retrospect 

self portrait ‘hälts’ artist and sometimes film worker

butterfly drawing 201….

a drawing I made not so long ago for a short art video that never saw the light of day.

hälts painting ‘easty westy’ made in 2006, it is a painting I made after living 4 months in Toronto, the big smoke, and debuted in my first solo exhibit in Calgary at Artfirm, no longer.



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life lately 

In the city I walk on sidewalks and streets, looking up at glass structures, a symbol of human progress though lacking the wisdom of the natural world that provides it’s materials, and the ground to build on. I am of two worlds one the urban life, that which I have lived in for most of my life and the other the kingdom. The kingdom is the the natural world, it is the roots of a civilization, the provider of resources, life, and beauty. When I walk in grasslands and see the natural landscape I try to imagine how this all came to be. I wonder whether my imagination is anywhere near the truth.  

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The following is a series of fotos of an ongoing painting WIP called ‘therianthropica’. It shows you some of the stages and decisions whilst in process. This painting is an an intuitive process, a venture into the imagination in other words. It draws from mythology, dreams, and life. Underneath is buried treasures that give it depth and in some wways is a new myth in the making. Following this segment I jump into some fotos gathered recently from my adventures into the prairies of Alberta, the soul of this province. I work in film as well as being an artist. I am fortunate to work and travel to stunningly beautiful locations in Western Canada, and this is something I bring back with me into the studio. It gives me great pleasure to share these with you and provides a window into the worlds I see. 

therianthropica sits peacefully and in solitude amongst the chaos of life that surrounds, there is a metaphor in there somewhere

I get a charge out of this place.

the observatory

sunrise

painted sky country

2 worlds hälts hybrid art

The ancient Badlands of Alberta

open prairie

in the next post I will share some city elements to juxtapose this post along with some minimotions


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moose sign 

I went to the mountains recently for some film work, my other passion, and found myself amidst the wild ones. In this case a juvenile moose presumably wondering what we were doing in his home. I try to imagine this animal watching us, observing the director and the DOP, wondering why the AD is always calling action and cut, and why these humans are moving around lights and bounces. The mountain air is always fresh unless of course there is forest fires, thankfully this time of year most of the fires have gone out. I am fortunate to work in this space fairly regularly either on a mountain top or in its valleys. I have come to realize the importance of stepping outside the studio so as to get some fresh perspective. Whether it is for work or pleasure being in the mountains raises my stoke and gives me strength. I also learn to appreciate life more, and not take any of it for granted, it is truly a gift to be here. Slowly and patiently, I am getting my magnificence back, each breath, each step, that much closer. There is beauty everywhere, you just have to look for it, and when you find it a lightness and a sense of belonging prevails. 

Presently, I am back in the studio and thinking of an animal painting to make. I am torn between a bear and a moose, and I have tiger on the mind, funny enough. Perhaps all three in one… at any rate running into a moose was a good sign. So now please enjoy my images and minimotion, sharing some of the magic of the good ol Rocky Mountains. 

hälts minimotion 

‘moose’ with soundscape ‘where the wild ones roam’ featuring some scenes from a recent film job I was on. 

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moments of bliss 

onwards…
back to the studio 

Its been high activity in the studio, working on my newest painting ‘sacred place’ which received some decent inspiration from my mountain time, priceless, thank you Earth. 

hälts hybrid art featuring a detail from ‘sacred place’


faded past 

an old public art space I worked in, I made the mural first it’s called ‘creator’ and the painting on the lower left was a live art piece called ‘the helaer’ which I worked on over a few months, it was a great room, lovely people and the experience remains a deep part of my being. 



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When in Mexcio 

These are scenes of Mexico, moments in time that are fleeting yet make it so special. What that is exactly it is hard to put into a blog. It’s so many things, so many varieties, so many different people, cultures, languages, and vehicles. Unfortunately it does not capture the smells of Mexico, it does offer a glimpse into life there, what I experienced, and how that has made an impression on me. I met so many wonderful people, so many beautiful people, so many beautiful places, the sky, the ocean, the everything. This was no vacation, this was an experience, tasting the culture, putting myself out there and being open to new possibilities. I live a very solitary life as a painter and just in general. Coming here I was catapulted out of my studio, out of my comfort zone, and into a milieu of new people, and places never before seen and yet a strange familiarity once there. I never felt out of place, it welcomed me with open arms and let me into it’s magic. In response to my experience I shared my gift, which is my art, and did a few projects that were life changing and beautiful. Each day I woke up and wondered to myself, ‘what’s going to happen today?’. I was never disappointed.

Whatever you do, don’t take this life for granted. 

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Here are some images with captions, I am grateful for the experience I will share some of my insights in posts to come. For now please enjoy these memories shared. Thank you, Gracias, Merci, Mahalo and Aloha ❤️❤️❤️

collectivo a la Mexico a cost effective way to get around whilst being immersed with the people

place and people in flux

conversation, here people talk to one another on the streets, there is a real sense of community

street life, the man with the balloons, look into his eyes what do you see?

men and the sea (well ocean) people of the ocean, of the water, one cannot be without the other

up in the sky do buzzards glide omnipresent, keen observers of down below

the ocean’s caress

Waves can travel great distance before they reach these shores

the sun is big in this part of the earth

​The last image here is of the storyteller, friend, coach, waterman, life guard, father, surfer, SUP brah, Shaka brah, and the generous one, to name a few. The man is John Silver who I had the great fortune to meet and who sadly recently passed away. It is to honour him so he is remembered for who he was, and not for his life ending. It is with a heavy heart I post this because I just was beginning to get know him and he had a major impact on me in the short time we spent together. I am sending his family my love and perhaps it can be said that through sorrow we come together as one, rest in peace John, thank you for this blissful moment. 


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fish outta water 

I decided to go on a little journey down to Mexico to visit the foamies and get salty. Foamies if you are wondering are amigos I meet up with and go surfing, swimming, body surfing, any kind of activity really that involves being one with the ocean. The winter was a particularly nasty one in Canada which in part prompted my departure, even though I always have my painting to immerse myself in, cabin fever is a real thing and constant snowfall warnings, bad roads and lowered moods are hard on the constitution. I had been planning this trip for sometime I waited for what I felt was the right time, booked my tickets and off I went. The timing was impeccable.  

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I packed my surfboard, the fish, it has built in fins, and it took me hours to make it happen, than I decided not to bring it, so it goes, next time my little friend I will bring you along. 

Me losing to winter, the shining, cabin fever, estoy loco! 
From my home base to San Francisco, wet, cold, windy, I went red eye style and flights had been cancelled in advance due to weather so I knew I was in for a long per journey than planned. 

Low visibility was the theme. 

At least in SF there was some murals to appreciate, funny one is a painter boy absorbed in his solitude, comepletely in it, being it, yet another sign along the road to life that I am on the right path. 

Mexican mural 💛🌞👌 yet another good sign

Enter Mexico…

Following some delayed flights I make it to Mexico City and I find myself in the Aeromar lounge where I recoup, doodle, and absorb the smells, sights and sounds of Mexico before boarding my next flight to the coast, can you say free food, cerveza and wifi, Si! 


The in between time was fun, I managed to check out a few exhibits in the Mexico airport, rode the sky train, muy fluir! 

Following a healthy pit stop, sandwiches, coffee and some hot snacks I am bound for the coast, right to go, without my luggage, didn’t make my flight, I ask Lady Guadalupe for some help, and will make a report at Puerto Escondido airport. I love flight, it is defiant of gravity, and it brings out my inner geographer as I take in the topography and clouds, as far as the eye can see.   

Somewhere down there someone (probably many) is in the painting frenzy 🌞🔥✊Puerto Escondido PXM brah 

The bird has landed, the idea of flying and all its wonder rubs off, when you know it’s time to get off the plane and step foot on the soil and get comepletely baked by the sun in under a minute, the sun is worshipped here, I surrender. I will be whack with some new pairs for now that’s it my friends thanks for tuning in, more to come, mas, ok, hasta luego, adios, for now….

When I have settled a bit I will begin to share some of the adventure, thoughts and experience, and of course the magic of this place, el lugar, Oaxaca. 
‘big city, little city’ 🌵 hälts hybrid art featuring a drawing inspired by a fly over of Mexico City enroute to Puerto Escondido, and digital foto doc taken near PE