Mahaloness

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


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existing

At night, I can hear Earth’s voice clearly, free from the sounds of engines roaring, and considerably less airplanes soaring. I look up at the stars and wonder if there will be a day when the robots take over. I have been meaning to get this book called ‘Novocene’ by James Lovelock. Lovelock introduced the hypothesis known as Gaia Theory, co-developed with Lynn Margulis. His new book goes into length about AI and the future of our planet.  As the virus has spread across nearly all places on Earth we are in what can perhaps be described as a holding pattern. It is a time to be present, and given the new protocol, or optimisation, we now live in a new paradigm, even if unwilling. I am slowly letting go of the negative thoughts, and yes I have experienced periodic dark clouds roll through my head. Moments of doubt and frustration, and even anger. I try to be silent, let them pass. I think about my elders, and pray for them. I appreciate the lessons they have passed on to me. I am learning that I am adaptable, and the includes living in quarantine. I am independent while also dependant. I receive many things from life, and also give back in return.  I am a free spirit, boundless. I have no problems with solitude, it is essential to my existence and growth. My thoughts and my prayers are with you, all my fellow beings, friend or not, no matter, we are one and we will always be one.

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detail from a 2007 hälts original painting 

 

All Life matters.

Art WIPs

mas Art! Includes present and past artworks, all copyright protected by hälts, some political, some cosmic, some spiritual, some imaginative, and I wouldn’t want to rule out magic, if not little miracles, because isn’t that what life is, a miracle?

 


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life

Someone said to me that we live in strange times. Funny though, when weren’t the times strange? It is easy to romanticise about the good old days. When you really look at the past there has been strangeness all along. We have fought in many many wars. We have experienced pandemics and plagues that wiped out large numbers of the population. There have been brutal dictators who took the lives of millions, all in the name of power and fame, or is it infamy. Humans as a lot have been particularly brutal to our Mother Earth, putting themselves above that which provide life for them. This is not just at the hands of the industrialists, it’s you and I, it’s everyone. We drive cars everyday. We jet set to get away form our lives, only finding we have to return to them. We consume goods like no ones business for pleasure; the insatiable need to taste the riches of our own individual successes. None of this is good or bad, it is just what we have done collectively, and collectively we have been swayed by our own arrogance, an ego shell in the form of the roles we play. But wait. There is human qualities that also have allowed us to endure even the hardest and darkest hours on this tiny blue and green dot. We are a resilient bunch, we have overcome so many obstacles and celebrated life when time permits. We praise thee God, the gods, the Creator, the thing that makes this this. We have weathered storms since the beginning of time and before time was time. Now time has stood on its head, by a virus, an obstacle, a messenger, perhaps even a prophet. Days that flew by now take a little longer, things slowing down, this translating into boredom for some. No doubt it would appear that our lives before the pandemic became intertwined with the global economy, codependent on each other to sustain. The desire to always be driven forward, never time to think about, let alone be in the present moment. The present moment an eternity, unchanging, true being, the I house. Nothingness that everything, all this stuff, passes through, coming and going, yet here the I am remains. It is a time to celebrate this life, rediscover our true self, put down our judgements, our guards, a rebirth of cool. Soon calm will follow after the storm. Now let the mind be free.

Note: These are my thoughts and shared thoughts of fellow humans that I have been resonating with during the last few weeks, I have experienced intermittent moments of anger and rage over the things outside of me, outside of my control. Perhaps we all have. We all have our way of dealing or not dealing with that which we face. I have found the hardship and the suffering have opened my heart up. Similar to the lake ice melting, I can hear the cracks, the booms, slowly opening up again after many years of struggle. Thank you Earth, Thank you family, and thank you friends. Thank you. We will be ok. Breathe.

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The sky is full of miracles.

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3 herons

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hälts minimotion ‘millions of dreams’ with soundscape ‘sky bound’

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a bee I did for a buddhy, bee like bee, let it bee…

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This group of paintings is representative of the thoughts and feelings that have come and go during this pandemic, moments of anger and emotions, moments of primal instincts, joy, and future visions. Ideas that come and go through this house, inner outer spirit remains true, no change. 

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one of my roles is care giver for my elderly parents. 

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sometimes purple haze


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while in solitude

deathlife

life death

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here and there

protection

protection

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shelter. (hälts painting) 

sun

grave with shining light

rainbow

the source of the light

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crystal bokeh

turkeybutt copy

turkey

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turkey on the move

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life and death

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art teacher

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parking cancelled

the painter man….. hälts minimotion featuring a painting made in the pandemic era.

 

 

In the back of my mind, something does not seem right.

 


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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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Creative Worker 

 I am a difficult stubborn human being with a heart of gold. I bare many scars, I must of been a warrior in another life. I am a human who chose to take the path of art, with no specific goal, just to be in the present and create as much art as a I can in this short lifetime. I fall in love too easily, this has created a few masterpieces. I often paint for hours on end, and take intermittent smoke breaks in the alley way. I like to stare up at the stars at night and take in the glow of the moon. I love peanut butter on toast, and boil my eggs for 9 minutes, which seems to be the perfect amount of time. When I am not painting I drink coffee, and make things to eat. I once put a girlfriend in a painting, I have since stopped that practice. I have worked with humans with terminal illnesses. I have held a man’s hand in his dying moments. I like to paint with Otis, the next generation, he gives me advice on life and teaches me patience. In a matter of speaking I am a ghost, unknown, right in front of you, even though you would say you never saw me. They say every man needs a companion, I guess mine has been painting, steady, always there when I need her, and puts up with my moods, she seen me at my worse and best, and yet always there, omnipresent. It is a mystery as to why I ended up an artist, I guess you could say it was fate. It seems to me that there is still plenty of Mystery left in the world. I have tended to pay close attention to what’s going around me. Whether it is a look on someone’s face, a smile, a tear, a far away stare in the reflection of a train window, a bird in the tree, this is the pulse that I am interested in. I have long been an observer of things, watching the world unfold before my eyes, which by all accounts is directed by an insatiable curiosity. It’s as if I have Orson Welles directing the picture show that is my life, capturing the accidental moments, strange happenings, this is normal for me. I see things that most miss, not because they can’t see it, they are distracted by touch screens and neurotic scrolling, looking for something better than their mundane existence. This mundane is only mundaneness because we have lost the joy of our being in the moment. We are chasing dreams, or running away fromh things, depending on how you look at it. Perhaps this is why time flies, were always seeking the next bend, the next big thing, that will save us from our loneliness. Orson Welles said it best, “love and friendship is the nearest thing that we can find to create the illusion that we are not totally alone.” Well my friends I am happily alone to be me in this world that spins around and around, no beginning, no end, cycling with the cycles, writing blogs and making art in between. 

Now a foto to go with words above and a new minimotion.

‘moonbeams’ 

🎥 a hälts minimotion sepia ail feature of a full moon sesh last night, under the glow did paint flow and human turned artist in the solitude of his home. 

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These are some recent docufotos of life in and out of the studio. 

The latest creation abstract no.3 which looks to be a diptych

spirit of my silence

I started to lay out my work to see where I am at with things.

new finished abstract painting no. 2 hanging on the wall with headlamp light illumination.

the studio in flow zone.

my black shroud as I shed some layers.

ideas in head made into a quick rendering for further thought.

me and Otis painting.


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live art brah

One day hälts walked into a store, his friends store called New Age Books and Crystals, he looked at a wall and it was as if the wall said ‘hälts put a mural up here’, and the rest was history. Fast forward several months and hälts thought to himself, ‘it’s time to get of the studio and do some public live art’. And wouldn’t you know it he found himself in the same shop he put his mural ‘creator’, so he set up his art studio and the rest is history in the works. The moral, if there is one, and to be blunt hälts is not so much an expert on morals, they are hard to define after all, the key here in all of this is simply when it calls, ‘do it’, and by ‘it’ I mean source. Tap the source and don’t look back. 

If you would like to go check out hälts painting click on the link to New Age Crystals and Books, for times and address proceed to the link following this message, hälts will be back at it next weekend! New Age FB link, click here
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Direction is key to moving forward. 

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the underlayer, setting the tone for the painting ahead

following a lovely day of painting hålts is smiling and the painting, yet to be titl, takes form

there really is so many ways to see it

this is an old technique, draw the image you want to paint on paper, cut it out, and this becomes the guide to the portrait ahead

the new face is outlined and begins to take shape

many rivers lead to the same ocean

hålts invited a friend to come and make a mark, and she did, gracias Nancy!

so many ways to see it


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Update on Mahaloness

Been working in some new paintings and doing lots of travelling this past summer and fall, the blog has been a little slow as a result. I do have a good feeling as winter approaches there will be an upsurge of Mahaloness for my fellow Earth beings. You can also find me on Instagram as ‘Mahaloness’

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in the meantime here is a few things I have been working on, enjoy.

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ink to digital

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Ho’okipa Sunset tide pools

travel docufoto

c. hälts ART 2015

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Something new I am trying and great way to enjoy my art, I am now working with RageON! Follow the link to check out my latest stuff! To chck out my hälts ART White Tara sweatshirt all-over print, click hereimage

a new hältsART video production. c.2015 a visual with sound expereince.

I am in rhythm with the night as the dreamtime work continues…(new paintings in studio Mahaloness)image

a new hältsART Buddha commission in flow…image


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creative explorations

There is no end in sight when it comes to the good work.

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-set ups, famous portraits/painter papparazi and in between the brush strokes surf trips to rekindle the soul

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live art set up for Black History month circa 2013 -endless creative explorations

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Sunshine Coast Mona Lisa c.2011 acrylic on driftwood (flotsam)

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¡Dali! watercolour c.2015

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Red Tara analog (painting) to digital art c.2015

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‘Buddhabear’ acrylic on wood panel c.2012

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Surf trip in between paintings, taking care of the spirit and tapping the Source.

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In the studio, two paintings on the go ‘Mana’ & ‘Are you a Believer? No.5’ c. 2015


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Aloha A’ina Sesshins

In 2012 I travelled to Maui to do some soul searching and connect with the land and sea. I spent much of the time sitting and drawing, channelling the energy of the island and letting my pen translate the feeling I that flowed though my being. Each place I visited grounded me by letting the environment introduce me to the A’ina, which is a Hawaiian word for ‘Earth, land’. Aloha A’ina means love for the land, love of the land. I have always felt that I am a child of the land and have exepreinced this feeling in many places around this precious Earth. The land, sea and air offer lessons to us that can be benefitial to our well being and bring persepctive to the challanges we face in this lifetime. When we shift our thoughts and let Nature mind in we open doors to healing, both for oursleves and the land we are part of.

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Japanese accordion style moleskine doodle, Maui Sesshins c.2012 (aka A’ina Sesshins)

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Aloha A’ina

  • ‘love of the land’


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Canada Day

I set up a pop up hälts ART gallery yesterday for the  Canada Day celebation. On the day my helper, and up coming artist Raya, helped to curate the display and I  set up a mini studio to do some live art. One of the things I like to do when making live art is to enagage with the public, including the younger folk and offer them the chance to make a mark. The result is pure magic, and this day was no exception. 

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Raya running the show, hälts pop up mini gallery (also known as a whirlwind place) 

 

I am always amazed by impromptu  collaborations,big MAHALO to everyone who contributed to the live art, Mahaloness all the way.

  

My bus art hapoened to be in the hood, a beacon of hope.  

Even a mark on a pallette can be a thing of beauty, abstract art at its finest. 

  

Bassbus mural by Shane Haltman aka hälts 

 

Thank you to everyone for coming out and for participating, what a great way to celebrate Canada! Eh. 

Special thanks to Rebecca, Raya, Robert Hilton, Andrej and all the volunteers, good show.