Mahaloness

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


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minimal words

Humans are struggling at the moment, it will be interesting to see how things play out in this game of life.

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Minimal words today, so much to say however there is other work to be done….future blogs coming, thank you for your patience. For now here is a story in pictures.

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golden eagle

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chasing eagles is my other passion

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silly human…

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perhaps this eagle was someone I once knew… maybe deep down I want to be an eagle in my next lifetime. 

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…and soar wherever my wings will take me

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mystery scat, possibly mountain lion, could be bear…

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classic bear scat… likely a black bear

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autumn flora

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night flora

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painting with light

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night flag

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late late summer dance

Life’s a funny the thing. The things I said back then, that mostly fell on deaf ears, or were difficult to hear, or read, or understand… that not only did they come into some form of fruition, they became part of the vernacular.

A road less travelled, however travelled.

 

 


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live art soul sesh

For many years now I have been doing live art. It is a passion of mine and a unique aspect to my artistic practice. Recently I was asked to do some live art in the small BC town called, Invermere. This is near where my elders live and a place I have a deep and intimate connection with. I didn’t think it was going to be particularly busy as kids were back in school. This is kind of nice as it meant I could just enjoy painting outside and not feel any pressure to perform. This can be the case if it is a paid gig or a festival where there is lots of people watching your every move. This was a very chill live art session in the East Koots, a picture perfect evening, not too cold, not too hot.

That is until this lovely family showed up, from Italy, who had moved here because they fell in love with the place. Who could blame them really, it is magical, healing, breath taking, to name a few. I could just stare into the sky here for hours and be completely satisfied. As things progress I am introduced to Emma, who was a ball of energy, a mini sun. I quickly realised she had an eye for the painting and before I knew I was taking art direction form her. She pointed to above the bear and said rainbow here. How can I argue with that, bam, rainbow. Then it was a flower here, a butterfly there and before we knew it it was time to call it a day. I stepped back, a little high off paint fumes and just marinated in the is-ness. Moments like this are precious. As they left there was a sheer sense of creative bliss, and a painting that speaks volumes, completely unpretentious, and warm like the sun. The following day I participated in an art and farmers market and wouldn’t you know the family stopped by for a visit. Emma presented me with an illustration, seen below. My heart warmed 1.5 degrees. Life is a funny thing, when nothing seems to make sense, it says Aloha, remember me? In which I say, ” Indeed I do, it’s been some time, thank you for uplifting a wounded spirit.”

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live art picnic table styles

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a bear named Rose

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Emma B. illustration of the live art act

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hälts art at the Invermere BC artist and farmers market

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coffee dood

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Nature’s eye, always watching, always listening, a lesson through and through.

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watercolour WIP hybrid art

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mid stages of a new watercolour

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rainbow child

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parallel doorway(s)

Wearable art was my jam and where I first began.

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hand pirated wearable art

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hand painted wearable art

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hand painted wearable art

 

The duality of life…I try to find some middle ground, head full of phenomenon, a heart with broken strings, a spirit that never quits, albeit changes like the moon, waxes and wanes.

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two worlds


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not dead 

I don’t know a lot, the mind wants to know everything, pressuring self to make changes, to fix, to doubt, to play tricks on the truth. I have been quiet lately, learning to listen, to witness, to see. Consciousness is a gift. Life is a gift. Look after your elders. Love them. No matter what. I forgive you. You know who you are. I don’t have a lot to say at the moment, someone will say it for me. I hope you are ok. I hope you have not given up on your dream. I wish you were here. I wish I was there. Wishful thinking. Love is not enough in this world any more. Love more. We created a hell of a mess. The youth will save this planet. It is not a matter of time. It’s a matter of life. If this makes no sense, well I am an artist, and really many things in life make no sense. Onwards.

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I have been disconnected from writing blogs, instead I have been taking time to rekindle a spirit, helping out the elders, chasing eagles, breathing, for life is a precious thing.

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Just a reminder that I have new online art shop website haltsart.com click here and Mahalo!

and now…. late Summer BC style….


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Life on Earth

Gaia Theory was the impetus for the mural you see below. I was also inspired by ancient mythology received through literature, art, and through storytellers I have met while travelling. I chose this wall because it felt right. The business that occupied the store was a community hub of sorts, with many walks of life entering through it’s door.  The irony of the mural was that it was destroyed as a new building replaced the old. I thought this to be a symbol of how we treat Earth, as a disposable item created for our own pleasures, destroy and ‘don’t worry we’ll build a new one’ mentality. Have we become so completely self absorbed, unaware, and ignorant to the very thing that provides life? I know this to be untrue for myself and there are many folk on this planet who do give a damn, and bless their beautiful souls. And bless the souls who don’t care, they perhaps need it the most. We live together on this tiny planet hurtling through infinite space…perhaps we will meet up with a new life form that will show us an alternative way to live…or perhaps James Lovelock is right, AI and cyborgs will take over leaving us more or less pets in zoo.  On the up side we get to see what animals have known since humans decided to try to dominate Earth…maybe this the remedy we all need.

The Gaia theory was developed in the late 1960’s by Dr. James Lovelock, a British Scientist and inventor. I am not going to go into specifics here as I think if one is interested they do their own research and make their own conclusions.

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Life on Earth

 

Summer Nights

Oh these spirited Summer Nights

so much delight

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Art of hälts…..

‘true self’ 💧this painting is about rising above the veil, high above your personhood, revealing the truth that sets you free 💙 I don’t know everything and that’s alright, I search for meaning in this life through painting, along the way I find some peace of mind, with a heart of gold, slightly tarnished, it’s alright, I am well on my way to the great reveal, God knows what this human does. (Painting: ‘mawyucan’ the whirlwind place mixed media on canvas soon to be painted over)

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A recent watercolor in hybrid art format that again plays on the Gaia theory theme and ancient mythology.

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I went for a paddle to see my eagle friend, watching them grow up into adults is such a treat! I can’t help but think we have a respect for one another, and when it gets windy and I fly on my windsurfer across the lake, its not uncommon for this big buddy to say hello, and. then fly off riding the breeze.

‘hälts went for a paddle’ 🌲 hälts SUP minimotion with eagle and a soundscape called ‘hello old friend’ 😐 warning this video may be a little disorientating, and really SUP’ping is a zigzag process, so its true to the experience, which is what a documentary is in my books.

 

when we truly forgive, we are free.


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Loving Kindness

Perhaps it can be said that there is not enough loving kindness in the world. This planet is filled with humans, there is hardly a place where you can go that isn’t occupied by other humans. What I find interesting is just how little we know about each other, and how this unknowing produces a lot of chaos. In my humble opinion we have been misguided by the powers that be, and this has gone on for a good long while. As advanced as technology may be, as sophisticated as humans might think themselves to be, the reality is that we are humans not much different from our early ancestors. We have created lots of things with our brains, some good, some not so good. We have technology that given the right application might be useful, whilst  we also have proven to have a knack for using the things in very destructive ways ; all in the name of FREEDOM, JUSTICE, DEMOCRACY, TRUTH, and LIBERTY. Consequently we are left with a lot of problems, which has created a need to find new solutions. Over the last decade I have listened to a many opinions about climate, about Earth, and about how things are. I feel that in a lot of cases the challenge of speaking about Earth and climate is that it is a complex system that has cycles and variations. The one constant perhaps is that is constantly revolving. I studied Earth and Climate at University, I was an average student as I didn’t agree with most of the information being spoon fed into my mouth. I realised that the real mandate for university is to capitalise on youth by promising them a bright future meanwhile forcing many into debt and destroying a lot of dreams. Now this might seem harsh, this was my experience and well nearly every person I know who went to school either made insane sacrifices or they borrowed money for a promise based on not much at all. Now I do not regret going to school, and made the most out of it. I made sure to learn things that I wanted to learn. I made sure to think critically and speak my mind, even when it was uncomfortable. It often was received with blank stares and on occasion threats of being kicked out of school. I took courses in areas of interest and that would be useful for cognition and building mindfulness. I think that we have a responsibility to ourselves to learn about each other, and all living things that call Earth home. In doing so we might begin to grasp just how interconnected we all our and even the tiniest of choices can make a tiny difference instead of doing nothing like a deer in the headlights. This life is a precious gift. It is not for the government to determine how we live or want to live, nor is it their responsibility to take care of us because if they did I would not be writing this blog. I am concerned for the welfare of humanity, I am concerned about the fact we are in a period of extinctions and our reaction has been a pretty good indication of just how little we stand by each other. This being said, there is a new wave of energy that is beginning to bring us a little closer together. By joining individual voices we learn form each other and what was once a tiny voice becomes a giant voice. The time for loving kindness is here, we can choose to keep destroying the precious gift or we can make real and simple changes that will give hope to the new generations, and all life on Earth.

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Precious Moments on Earth

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Life on the Prairie 

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That time I painted at a festival and I simply disappeared. 

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Recycled Art series, using materials over and over again. 

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Ready to be mounted 

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DaliBasquiat Recycled Series no. 123

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caught in the maze

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one step at a time 

‘Humans and Art are like bees to pollen’ ❤️ took place MAY 11 at the Junction YYC 628 8 Ave SW @junctionyyc 💚 which shed light on some very talented Calgary and Alberta folk including

Shanise Ford @humans_and_art
Suzanne Piechotta
Alexandra Jaco @musicization
Dean Miller (incredible painter artist human featured at the end of the minimo) @deanmillerart  @bluvelvetti  @colville_troy. @dawsonbrown.sickbassbro @gkpainting @mahalones @plasticheartsurgery@saga_of_the_frog

to name a few and representing a new wave of talented art folk from the underground and up.

The Junction YYC Humans and Art Lounge Space open for the next few months for viewing which I highly recommend to Calgarians and visitors alike. If you want to see true Canadian art and fresh perspectives on what it means to be human than do yourself a favour and get down and check out the art before this wave passes.

located 628  8 Ave. SW

The Junction YYC link

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the mind is similar to a crystal, it has many facets 

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The Blue Medicine Tara dedicated to @gretathunberg in her courageous and necessary stand for a better world and brighter future ❤️


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Mountainous Mahaloness

The Mountain Meru

The mountain Meru is a cosmic mountain of the world. At the beginning of creation the world was covered by a vast ocean, the world ocean. At the bottom of this ocean rested a turtle, upon which sand was gradually deposited. From it, the mountain Meru, the center of the world arose.

-Tibetan Mandalas Tatjana Blau

The mountains do not move in the wind. It is a world that I have experienced many times, since I was a child, lucky I may be, the mountains is a place I love to be, I always feel refreshed after spending time in them and, amongst them.

Fotomahaloness -mountains in BC (look carefully for the heart, and to think some say the mountains are cold) and a moment captured this past summer on a sojourn to Maui, and the impetus for this blog, looking at West Maui’s “extinct” volcanic range, just for some contrast and link 411 on West Maui
Dedicated to my family, friends, and my loved ones. You know who you are.

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Dreamtime

I am an artist. It is my life. I am a dreamer, it feeds my art. I have been at times ridiculed by friends and family for my choice of role, I did not choose it, it came to me in a dream. I recently came across and young ladies blog, or should I say young adult, I read a few of her entries, one on dreams, and the other an entry about her 18th birthday. There were a lot of similarities in her story that immediately clicked with my own journey, on this planet, Earth. Over the years of making art, following my dream, or being in it, I have felt moments when I was discouraged. I have spent the bulk of my thirties making art, it has been my best friend, my girlfriend, my enemy and on occasion a total and utter nightmare. I am one who listens to dreams, because like Carl Jung discovered, dreams are filled with symbols, innate knowledge, call it wisdom, that has been passed on by our predecessors. I have made it part of my process to research these symbols, to listen to my dreams, and to listen to others dreams and than document them in my art. There are too many parallels to be ignorant of the fact that dreams are as important, if not more important, than waking life. When I look at my friends and family, who in most cases did not choose to listen, or follow their dreams, and who find it hard to appreciate that I am and always have, I wonder, why? This can make for a difficult path, one where I find myself continuously inundated by ridicule, ignorance and in some cases jealousy. I have been taken advantage of, case in point my magic bus, Big Hau. For the record my path choice or my intention to be ‘in it’ has never once been one of malevolence, nor has it been one of making others jealous, quite the contrary. I feel that I was put on Earth to do what I do which is to make art, as frustrating as it can be at times, and don’t even get me started about the politics of the artworld or people’s inability or fear of opening up and letting an artist, such as myself, take them on a journey, that is my JOB, remember. I know that artists before me took their role as artist quite seriously, and not in a way that means they payed their bills on time, climbed the ladder of success, drove the newest Ferrari, or even behaved as adults, no, these individuals felt the responsibility of the artist was to create a reality that is somewhat invisible, or at least a world that most don’t see because they are caught up, either in themselves, and their misery, or they are chasing what they think is a dream, when in reality it is an illusionary dream that was told to them and undiscovered by themselves. In short, they stopped listening to themselves. This might seem heavy, but the fact is most people, and even some so called artists, have completely ignored the fact that there are some people, though not many, who are or were dreamers, and who made their dreams a reality, and some to the highest of levels. Martin Luther King rings a bell, as does Salvador Dali, Frida Kahlo, and Mark Rothko, William Blake, to name a few. These artists walked a path few would take, let alone could they even imagine it, and probably because they were just unable to, because it takes a special type of person to do so, and hence the role of the artist, and I will goes a far as to say modern day shaman. It is in my opinion not something to be dismissed. When I paint I do not paint wallpaper, I paint dreams, imagination and ethereal dreamtime astral mentalverses, a lot of words and I’ll let you disseminate what it means. I have attached some works of recent years that are in the ballpark of this entry and my words. To all the dreamers out there, keep dreaming, and bring those dreams into fruition, nearly every inventor and interesting trail blazing pioneer managed to make some incredible marks on this planet, some completely off the hook, and in those cases usually ostracized by friends, family and peers. The transition from child to young adult to adult does not have to be a story that is ore determined, fate if you will, I hope there are more dreams to come and I will add I hope to bare witness to those dreams becoming a reality, well, that would make my existence.
Also a link to a blogger named clmkiller!
http://cassykattdarling.wordpress.com/2012/07/08/dream-2/
FotoMahaloness Dreamtime work, I have decided it to provide titles, I will write about these works when the time is right and will include the titles and all of that fun stuff. Mahaloness and dream on.

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