Mahaloness

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


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the sun and the city dream 

It’s a lonely journey towards the sun

with all my love I carry on

farther I travel into this desert of space

this anger, the sorrow 

I put aside

burdens lift

drifting effortlessly

the mind settles

a still pond

 

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I often walk alone on this journey, spending hours alone, working away in my tiny studio, immersed in my craft, my art, steadfast in flow. Here I paint my pictures, no other soul in sight, and quite often late into the night.  

This is a painting I am currently working on lit from behind. There is a portrait underneath that was something I lost enthusiasm for, and for various the other reasons that shall remain a mystery. It’s interesting backlit, ghostly you could say. 

I have been a tourist in my own city, roaming around documenting the growth, the movement, and the flux. I find the city to be a lonesome place, all these structures, many only partly occupied, people in transit moving from one tower to th next,  this is an ongoing series I call, citylife. 

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‘the city I call home (urban tourist)’ 🎥 new hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘the discovery of something new’ featuring a bunch of footage gathered along a walk in the city I call home, and a few bits of a studio sesh working on a relatively new painting you could say. ❤️ much respect to all who make this journey bright ❤️


Inside the studio

A space always in flux, where happiness, sorrow, and all that falls in between, flows into an ocean of creativity, no other place I’d rather be. 

‘conjunction’ hälts hybrid art


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random 

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.

my painting ‘SLO’ c.2018 acrylic on canvas

notes from the underground

paint palette painting

potential future canvas….


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wordless


Now some words from hälts pictured above….

There is a metamorphosis going on, the acknowledgement of pain and suffering as part of the experience and acceptance of its weight. Strengthen spirit, forgiveness, honouring the work done in the passing cycle and arrival to new understanding. Rebirth of compassion while seeking the underlying truth, what lies underneath the veil and exposing the light within. Channeling inner rage and fierceness  into powerful works of art without hindrance, free from fear, expectation and result. Going deep, treating painting and art with the utmost respect and honouring the gift given. 
© hälts 2018 

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. 


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the fire 

I held her in my arms

We spun in dance 

Lost in the rhythm of a string 

and a piano chord 

Together on the ground 

spinning

Bathed in each other’s beauty 

 Two embers in a fire

burning for an eternity. 

🎥 minimoiton 

‘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. 

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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.


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dignity 

I think as an artist you have to write your own history, you cannot rely on the outside to do this for you. Whether or not you think your story is worthy, it has been my experience it is.

hälts looking at his work looking back at him. -Bassbus circa 2011-12


The truth is I don’t have any idea where this ship is going because I haven’t gotten there yet. I have set a course, I follow the stars, putting trust in their guidance, which has gotten me this far. I have been on this vessel for quite some time, and there have been moments of complete peril when I thought she was going to sink. The thought of sunken treasure does have its appeal unless of course you are the sunken treasure than what is good is that? 

something new in the works

A Pirate’s Dream

I dreamt once about an ocean vanished, the only thing left a desert of rolling sand dunes, for as far as the eye can see. As I walked, further and further, I climbed one dune and then another. Each dune getting incrimnetally higher, and each one I climbed the same view once on top, endless dunes for miles and miles. As the desert swallowed me I slowly lost touch with my own identity. It was as if the blowing sand was scaling away all of my scorn, my guilt, and my shame. Petty things that had clouded my mind dissipated, leaving me at peace in the solitude of her embrace. Slowly polishing me into a soft shine. I woke up from this dream in peace and in that moment I felt my sense of dignity return. 

a commission painting for Jeff called ‘a pirates dream’


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soul ritual 

I have often wondered what is the soul of human. Is soul a shared spirit that transects in all directions, mutual to all species, planets, and the universe. Or is soul an individual experience, something within, which occasionally meets another soul that has similar soulness, if you will. Sometimes you just have to make up words. Is their even a soul? I can think of a few individuals who seem soulless however I am going to leave that up to your own imagination. It has been my impression that the art I make has a soul. In many ways I have been extremely protective of it. In a predominately soulless art world which includes commercial art (galleries, ad agencies, public art), all of which I have experience with, my observations have been that they rarely scratch beneath the surface of their own superficiality, where plasticity rules and imitation is applauded. It is no wonder that art as we have known it for hundreds of thousands of years has been stripped of its dignity and sophistication. Instead it is reduced to condensed soup, selling things to people they don’t really need, and making a few very rich people in the process. It’s all about the next publicity stunt that will help that artist(s)/ agency rise to the upper echalants of the boogie, which might be considered an art in itself, however I think history shows time and time again it often misses the soul part. There are a some rare exceptions no doubt but every compromise has its toll on the soul. So with that said lets move into a Paul Bowles quote from ‘The Sheltering Sky’, shall we. 

That night he awoke sobbing. His being was a well a thousand miles deep; he rose from the lower regions with a sense of infinite sadness and repose, but with no memory of any dream save the faceless voice that whispered “the soul is the weariest part of the body”.

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Currently in the studio….

a feather from my cap on my palette board which will also turn into art, nothing wasted.

colour therapy

a gesture to the experience

hälts hybrid art, do city buildings have a soul purpose?


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21

let’s just dive right in shall we.

‘courtesy inner spirit’ a hälts watercolour WIP

Nothing is what it appears to be. This perhaps is the mystery of life. Some days it would appear that everything clicks, paint flows nicely, brushes do what they are supposed to do, and coffee is delicious with milk and honey. Other days it is as if the polarity of earth switched 180. Gravity seems heavier, things that are simple tasks turn into arduous treks up a mountain during a winter storm. Still it is the layers that I must go through to get to that place where I am free to create and see the bigger picture. This is not via talent, it is through hard work. I get up, I drink water, I eat, I draw, I write, I work. It seems like such a simple thing doesn’t it? Well I am not so sure about that, all those things I listed are some precious gifts that allow me to do the things love to do. I think we live in a society that has lost sight of where we even get simple things like water, coffee, it’s just expected and even demanded, “where’s my latte!?”….but I digress. So where’s wa Si oh right, the nature of my work is not the normal 9-5 day office shuffle, it’s much different than that. It starts as soon as I awake, and it goes until I am exhausted, however still mentally driven. This is something I have had to work on, as sleep is a good thing. A few things I have tried are yoga, meditation and walking. All three are great and I can clear my mind if only temporarily. I have always wanted someone to design a food pill, so I could just keep going, and then I learned the art of cooking and realized that is just plain crazy talk.  I now make time to cook and bake and eat. They too can be artful, and I art the living shit out of them. Now I do know what it’s like to work on art and not take care of myself, it is the quintessential a double edged sword. One blade is the creative magic. This occurs during what I call marathon paint sesshins, when I go a day or more straight art, minimal breaks and minimal sleep. However, and yes there’s always a down side withth upside, the journey is a relatively difficult and completely taxing on the mind and body, however I will not say spirit. And this is am important point, because in my case when the physical and the mental breakdown, my spirit has never disappeared. It has grown weary however quite capable of carrying the load. I have faltered a few times, has been in the area of relationships with partners, which is a whole other blog, probably not even worth the time, let’s say it’s also a mystery and I am working on the case. When my spirit wanes I know it’s time to go to the ocean, or the mountains, or spend time in nature. Life has been an interesting experience for me, I have no shortage of memories,  and I am no stranger to lovers, oh those moments of bliss. These are distractions. 

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‘inner spirit’ 🎥 new hälts minimotion special edition sick as f☕️🤒k edition with soundscape ‘slowly know’ featuring an intimate behind the scenes look into the making of my latest watercolour, when the brush hits I am in that place that you only know about if you have been there, than you know (I will say it is a very peaceful place where time slows down) 


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Slices of the work pie. 

idea generator and power nap facilitator zone

 

the studio featuring inner spirit watercolour WIP in the middle.

the current stage of my 3-D wolf paint WIP

hälts hybrid art ‘moment of solitude’

my grandfathers palette knife has seen many marks, what a wonderful tool, it has taught me the soft touch.