Mahaloness

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


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I think therefore I paint

Over the course of my artistic practice I have been thinking about what it means to be a painter. Some artists believe they were born to paint. Others were born into paint. While some artists are just enigmas, and we may never really know why they made the art they did. So why paint? What should I paint? Who am I painting for? Am I any good? These are good questions to ask yourself, however in the act of doing these tend to become irrelevant. In the act of being a painter my intuition takes over, which is higher state of self that I have come to know and trust in my work. This is a good thing as there is a lot of uncertainty involved in the process which the doubting mind loves to feed on. It is key to see things through, this has been my life motto, even when all seems lost, and nothing is going right, I keep working through it, and this has been a real area of discovery for me.

My curiosity with painting is perhaps the mystery of painting in itself. I can’t help myself but be drawn to the mystery and, I have made it my life’s purpose to explore it. I have focused on learning ways to make pictures that are genuine hälts; with all the weirdness, the magic, the sorrow, the joy; the nuances of being human whilst living in these silly world. I am by no means well known, however I make art that is both beautiful, celebrated and adorned by some very beautiful humans out there who through chance I have had the great pleasure to meet in this lifetime.

Side note and after thoughts on painting….

I once met a man who believed our lives are predetermined, such that we have no say in our destiny. I am more inclined to believe we do have the capacity to steer our own ship, however there is a flow and rhythm to life, so determining how you want to ride through it is a good starting point. My ship happens to be art, and my main sail is painting. Art has some pretty deep roots to tap into and even after all these years of practice I have yet to fully understand it. Art remains to me a truthful experience documenting life’s mystery and just as winters reveal bits of the truths about ourselves, mark by mark, painting by painting I am revealing my experience. This may not be your experience however surely there is some common ground, that which defies the rational, and hits on some deeper spiritual level. In my practice I am expressing my truth, my inner light, and channeling what gos through my mind. This perhaps is not too disimliar to what my ancient ancestors were doing when they painted on a cave wall. When I work I am very aware of my feelings, my mood, my thoughts and my spirit. This in part is what I am communicating along with the mystery, the unknown and the irrational.

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hälts working on a mural called ‘Creator’, a public art installation piece for peace of mind.

 

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a window into the hälts painting oeuvre


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Coming Soon

I have been steadily falling out of the blogosphere which I do humbly apologise for. The words have been going into proposal writing and more proposal writing. This is a good thing. I want to take my art to new places and bring new ideas to life. I tend to also focus on producing work during the winter season, however this year has been a little different. Recently in the last couple months, I made a few new acquisitions to allow me grow my art business. I have not been giving as much attention to the business side as I would like. It has been a time of learning new ways to sell my art and art merchandise that I can put my stamp of approval on. Over the last decade I have tried various outlets to get my art out there, with some success and a lot of fails. However not one to quit, due to a stubborn nature, I have managed to learn a thing or three, and voila! It looks as though I am on a bit of a roll. There is some exciting things coming down the pipe; art shows, installations, and live art. I am planning an art pop shop and happening for the month of April in Calgary. The wheels are in motion and things are looking pretty good if I may say so myself. So with renewed vigour and a sense of inner happiness I will keep you very much in the loop! For now some images of past to present and a minomotion.

Coming Soon

For the last couple months I have been diligently working on a new website which will feature a selection of art items that will be for sale. I will offer unique art to you with quality in mind and made with 100% pure human spirit. As much as life serves up its fair share of challenges my art remains true to my inner light, and this is what I would like to share with you.

Thank you, hälts

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work flow

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halts art wearables coming soon!

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new hälts wearables coming soon!

Q: Where do I start, when there is no start line?

A: Take one step forward, there you go you started.

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The following images are a mix of new and old, as I consider renaming Mahaloness… I am thankful to have had the luxury to share my journey with you. One thing that can be said is I don’t try to fluff things up too much on my posts, I try to share my truth, for better or worse.

 

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hälts outdoor studio Maui 2012

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pylon study and a location arrow

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love lost

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twins 👯 hälts hybrid art featuring a new WIP painting 

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a cosmic space van

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new painting called ‘Regal’

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a blank wall (see next foot)

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hälts zicatela community spirit mural Puerto Escondido, Oaxaca Mexico

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hält art history

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the wounded healer 🧜‍♂️ watercolour

 

 


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I 1

A piano score I made in 2009 called, ‘an imperfect offering’ I am by no means a pianist trained and or pro, however I like to sit down and play my moms piano whenever I ge the chance. 

I am a dreamer, an artist, a painter, a brother, a friend, a son,  an enemy, a colleague, a lover, a fighter, a human. I experience joy, I experience sorrow. I walk, I talk, I eat, I breathe, I live. I am a giver. I am a rebel. I am strong. I am weak. I am nature, I am a machine. I observe life, I paint from life, I make no bones about it. My intentions are pure, my art is unique. In a world where we settle for marginal and good enough, I aim to push through that and exceed my loftiest of dreams. Some have tried to stop me, some have tried to help me. I am lucky to have the kind of love and support to get me through the lows, the valleys. I am a complex, I am complexed. I am furious, I am joyous. I want to make a painting bigger than my feelings. I want to make art that tells a story, a continuation of stories, some my own, while others passed on to me. I am nobody, I am somebody. I am ego. I am sprit. I am changing, life is changing. I am growing, I am am shrinking. I see beauty. I see suffering. I see love. I see hate. I hear silence, I hear noise. I listen to you. I appreciate you. I love you. I fear you. There is no one label that I feel comfortable with in yet these are all things I am judged against. I am confused, frustrated, and bent out of shape. I am Zen like, at peace, sitting in silence. I am reasonable, rational, an intellect. I am irrational, I am abstract. I am emotional. I am sensitive, and even empathetic. I have no feelings, no emotion, I am a stone in a stream. I am closed, back in 5, ok I am good. I am nostalgic. I am sentimental, a product of the past. I am the future, the present, a friend when you need it. I am loyal, determined and even stubborn. I love the sky, the clouds, the moon. I am alone in my solitude. I am surrounded by love and joy. I am poor, I am rich, I am even, and off balance just a tick. I walk tall, I fall, I rise, and walk again. I am the voice in your head, the person behind the text. I am real, if only a dream, than real in a dream sense. I like to roam the streets at night. When the city sleeps I am in my studio. I’m not supposed to be living here all alone. I am supposed to rich and famous. I am not supposed to be living alone. I am supposed to be calling you. I am supposed to be feeling good. I am supposed to be running. I am supposed to be organizing. I am supposed to be giving you the time of day. I am not supposed to be feeling this way….so be it I really have no complaints… ( followed by a sad horn from a Mexican love song) 

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When I walk through my city I am often in awe of the growth this place has seen in the last 20 years. This is my home, it has been both good to me, and and it has been challenging as well. I am very connected to the land here, and the sky.  It’s colours spectrum a delight to the eye. I usually avoid the downtown if possible, mostly going for appointments and meetings. The other day I went for a walk into the core to change things up a bit. What did I see? Well, I saw this…

A painting I am currently working on. I have been intentionally making the subject become unrecognizable, not my usual kind of work however this painting is about something I think we can all relate to, it is the end of a feeling, the moving on from something, someone, and the degradation of that memory. It is not exactly easy subject matter however I want to paint and convey deeper emotions that are relatable to many of my fellow humans, and the subject matter however personal serves a higher purpose when it comes to dealing with sorrow and the human condition. 


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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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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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delicate thread 

A singer goes through  life and sings about it, a painter paints a painting. 

I wanted to take a moment to write a little about who I am, and what Art means to me. When I was younger I did not dream of being an artist. I dreamed of dragons, flying and the occasional nightmare, most likely related too much sugar. I do recall that throughout my life I have always wanted to draw, which I still practice to this day. The first drawings I remember the best were in junior high. I would draw sneakers, in all kinds of designs and was interested in creating new designs, and styles. I drew on whatever surface I had available and generally speaking I got in a lot of trouble for ‘doodling’ when I was supposed to be listening and paying attention to the class. The funny thing about that is I was listening, perhaps even better than I had not been drawing. Drawing has always given me that, a refuge if you will. As I grew up sports took over my life, I was training  9 times a week in competitive swimming and played hockey a few days a week. It was a lot. I don’t regret playing sports it all contributes to who I am today and I do like to play once and while however it is not the same. After high school I went on to work in the bar industry and was my first introduction to the art scene in my hometown. I just remember all these really interesting ‘cool people’ and going to the weirdest art/live shows, that included visual art, music and dance. It was another world. I had grown up mostly in a rural  setting, this was all new to me and I dove in completely open to it all. This opened the door to all sorts of experience, some really incredible opportunities and some not so good real life situations that would impact my life deeply. Perhaps it was some of these events that led me back to art, it is really hard to say, and perhaps that will become more evident to me as I grow older. I think in some was I am still close to some of these things and this can make it difficult to write about. Over the years I have worked with a bunch of different media. This includes photography, video/editing, computer/digital art, drawing, animation, sculpture, music and painting. None of which I had any really former training in, and this has been my journey ever since. For the last several years I have been slowly bringing all these forces together, and with advances in technology I have been fortunate to create things I would of never dreamt of, even as a child. It has given me the tools to let my imagination run, and also allowed for me to work intuitively. As tools get easier to worth with, increased creative potential is what I see. As you may or may not know I also work in the film industry which is both creative and technical, this has benefited my practice in many ways, and gives me balance as I walk along the delicate thread of life and art. 


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‘soft glow’ 🎥 hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘vanishing into the deed’ featuring some scenes from the studio, including abstract no.3 curing, a moose, and a compilation of paintings and docufotos accrued over my relatively short lifetime as an artist and well human for that matter, and an animation of a mural I made in Zicatela, Puerto Escondido ❤️ this is dedicated to my sister Nicole and all my family, and to my brothers and sisters from different mothers. 

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Inside the studio 

studio mis en scene featuring the ‘heart’s song’ abstract no. 2

a detail of my abstract painting no.3

a 3-D wolf head side project, work in progress


‘take me to magic mountain’ hälts hybrid art


retrospect

This is selection of drawings made on a trip to New York in 2006. I was going through some of my old books, reading the words I had written back then, and I realized I have not changed that much, with the exception of the reality of getting older, a few more grey hairs, and some lines on the face, these are also records I guess but the same spirit resides in me that goes back to my youth, and follows the string of my ancestry, perhaps back to a place when even time did not exist.  

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for my love 

On occasion when I start to amass a bunch of work I put them all in one room and sing to them, this I find creates some unity. It also honours the work, the process and the fruits of thy labour. (foto: a selection of my new works, not quite all of them but you get the idea) 



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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

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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