Mahaloness

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


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nirodha

Let’s set the tone with a hälts minimotion, motion picture experiments and quirky soundscapes, this one I did play on the accordion that I found buried in a closet, resurrected and definitely not perfected.

The end is near, it is always near, omnipresent although never quite certain exactly where it is, or when it will be. It cannot be denied, nor can be it be undone. Perhaps I have been on its precipice without knowing, however I have always thought it is not my time. Time is precious. the end has an ally, for time cannot be regained, once past, it is gone. Still though there is a lingering feeling, a feeling of loss, and sentimentality. Like a ghost it is there yet unseen. Can one even see a feeling? I have heard from wise ones that there are certain memories that never go away, but perhaps they get more bearable with time.

nirodha (cessation, ending) of this dukkha can be attained by eliminating all “craving, desire, and attachment” [7][8]    -Wikipedia guru

Now a lot of pictures of flowers taken in my moms garden, hard work is her secret weapon. I do believe a garden painting is highly probable. Currently I am still trying to make sense of the confusion, and where to go from here. I don’t believe in moving forward, it solves nothing, and is nothing more than another form of ignorance. There is only the present moment, the rest is a game, a theatre, a web of confusion. I am curious what would happen if we averaged out all the opinions on Earth, what would the outcome be? And really random, but perhaps still fitting, I wonder if a computer or AI took over, or has it already….would it have a preference for a certain philosophy, religion, movement, or would it find an average of all and create some kind of super power philosophy/religion that no human could debunk, or argue with, and opinions would just slip off its surface. Where do opinions originate from? So may questions so little time left, for the end is nigh, but is it? Even the thought of writing an ending is tough task…an ending to someone is a beginning to someone else. And as the Kurt Vonnegut epitaph goes, ‘So it goes’. (Slaughterhouse-Five)

 


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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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nature calls 

​First a visual poem. 

and now a poem inspired by Pablo Neruda, as reflected in the first line…

Today I can write the saddest lines. I can write about a heart that was crushed as the ice I walk on along the rivers edge. I can write about the loneliness that filled the void, and of the ghostly calls I hear at night. Inside a vision, a fire rages, thought to be out of control. Isn’t it interesting that a forest can be seen as a majestic thing of beauty and also be fuel to a fire. A call from the wild pulls my attention into the present moment. I appreciate the stillness. Nature heals, cleansing my soul.

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Paintings I have been working on during quarantine, quarantine art, which is still ongoing… My main duty at the moment is to take care of my elders. In being here I  sense that my heart is indeed just fine.

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My family, the people who made me, raised me, and cared for me. Now I return the deeds, full circle, reciprocity.

 

Nature calls… hälts minomotion featuring the call to the wild, I do a lot of research yes, both with technology and the internet/books, etc. as well as going to the natural world for lessons. It is important to get a feel of the subject matter I am working on.


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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

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life death

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here and there

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protection

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shelter. (hälts painting) 

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grave with shining light

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the source of the light

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crystal bokeh

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turkey on the move

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life and death

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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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when unkind, unwind

I spent my days with a woman unkind, it left me gutted and with a heart unkind. I am going to go to Mexico to start again, going to ride them green waves, drink coconut water and take my chances on the big wet plane. -an anonymous surfer/traveller/artist/maybe writer left written on a roll of toilet paper in a baño in Mexico, 2016

 

Life shows up when it wants, and how it wants. The chaos gets intense, hold on. If you can ride it out and stay calm in thee fury, you will make it. Be prepared for anything. The mind being a powerful tool, can also fool, and easily throw you onto another path. That’s ok, it happens to everyone, we all have stories to tell. These events shape our lives, however is it not so that shapes are just an illusion. Peel away the layers of perceived self, and there is a fragile thing called life, here one moment gone the next without your knowing, or controlling. To ridicule another by projecting past mistakes onto them is the antithesis to kindness. The only way to forgive is to let those wounds heal in their own time. The path to kindness is right under your feet, but do be aware of smoke and mirrors. For in the shadows are obstacles that have defeated even the best of human.

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Old stuff….

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a magic bus I painted, here in the halfway mark

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cosmic buddha

Mexico

Mexican Reverie c.2009  In the early days I was drawn to the abstract expressive, it really depends on the environment and is definitely a painting style that requires a proper studio, I left as much paint on the house I rented as I did on canvases

 

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paintings come, paintings go

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wearable art I made from back in the day c.2006, it made it as far as New York City where a few lucky souls own a hälts original. 

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a commercial spray job I did in Mexico c.2017…overdue for a new face

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back when, live art, no sleep, grizzly bear, tutus, and unwavering commitment

Presently…

I have been working on new paintings, experiencing personal transformations, while also take care of my elders.

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then and now, weird

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spiders love the art

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emptiness

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vastness

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the eagle soars

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ice lake mountain

 

No matter what I write here, it will be the truth of that moment, even if I want to hide the things that don’t appear so Mahaloness… everything has its beauty, the good, the bad, the ugly, there is nothing to hide, nothing to feel ashamed of, because at the end of the day I am just like you, human, here to make mistakes, and occasionally  miracles. There is an old saying, countless mistakes makes something beautiful.

 

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BC East Koots winter life, I enjoy being present with Nature as much as possible.

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Current Art including painting WIP’s and also revamping my website…. relaunch in Spring 2020 ❤️💚💛

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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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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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Deadman

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to a man as it is: infinte. -William Blake, Deadman

link to quotes from Deadman IMDb

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This is another of my famous person portraits, which I also refer to as my painter paparazzi series. I enjoy painting people who are passionate and dedicated to their artform(s), as well as those who have influenced my artistic path, stoking the fire as it were. This portrait is Johnny Depp in Jim Jarmusch’s ‘Deadman’ (1995) one of the best history lessons I have received in this lifetime, and what Jarmusch calls a ‘psychedelic western’, my kind of film.

‘William Blake’ (Deadman portrait)
11×14 in.
acrylic on paper

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Thank you for this life.

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