This art has potency.
authentic rebels makes authentic art.
‘Big Hau’ (magic bus mural detail), he kept an eye over me as I painted Bohemian Moon on a full moon.
Today was a Mahaloness filled wonderland. After weeks of painting in difficult conditions including: super hot ball of fire, the sun, strong winds, scorpions, centipedes, a studio made out of scrap building materials, spray paint, which I have never really worked with before, and a what would life be without a little bit of drama or theatre as I like to call it. I have been making drawings and making cut outs from stencil purposes, it became apparent as I got into process that this was the way, and than using scrap building materials (thanks to Jim, a living saint) as my canvas, this I learned was also the same way homes here were built from scraps left in a gulch from old sugarcane plantation worker housing, history might repeat itself but never in the same way as before, it’s more like continued regeneration, and constant transformation as the planet evolves. With very little planning, and sleep I woke up determined to build a gallery on the front lawn and share my work of the past few weeks with whomever was interested. Total strangers instantly warmed up upon seeing the display and new channels opened. I received 100% little person approval, and even the local cat Jack thought well of the art happening, and I guess that is exactly what it was, because of the galleries have 2 year waiting lists and you can’t afford to rent a space, the next best option is to throw yourself to the mercy of the universe, dive fully in and if the flow is on the things you truly need will present themselves, and the trick is to be ready when it does and act on it. Much love to Steve, Chelsea, Anna and Nicole, you all know who you are, bless your hearts. Today I did it, we did it,an art show called Mahaloness, we just did it, it had a decent turn out for zero marketing PR work, and that’s okay because the right people came and it blew their minds, I watched them and for once I was without words, it was a special moment,they felt the energy of the work and connected, this is in all actuality what art is, making a connection and acknowledging the human experience as something shared by many with common threads that become apparent when guards are put down and the human spirit unifying us, if only for a fleeting moment in this thing we call spacetime. It was an interesting experiment, I even painted down the street on the corner next to a bull painting (Cafe Mambo), next to a garbage container I recently painted green another story for another time. When I paint by the bull I am always reminded of Piscasso and will go as far to say that I can sense his presence, along with Basquiat who also loved this place when he was alive. With spray paint and a slightly crude piece of discarded drywall, I went into process, placing symbols of this place with flowy imagery and stunning colors. I had a few visitors all stoked to see what I was up to, no pushing of sales or expectations, just doing what I love and sharing the moment with anyone who was interested. If you are going to paint live, go bold, and remember it doesn’t have to be about painting the Mona Lisa, it’s about connecting with people and as a responsible artist getting a pulse of the environment, energy, flow, it has many names, and the thing is just to do it and be it fully, no fear, no apprehension, or doubt. So here’s to a good nights rest with a mind bathed by full moon light, this is a beautiful place to be, Paia, and this life explored through art and process so happy I am to share with you. It seems true that you have to get a little crazy if you want to see change, with grace and being conscientious that what you do reflects on everyone who shares that particular window of experience, and that’s powerful, treat it with respect and leave marks that are benefit the human experience. . . If you are wondering where I am, I be in Paia, the little town situated on the North Shore of Maui, here to do the good work, which is make art with the intention of documenting the spirit of this place, and I can write with a smile on my face that the intention is transformed into fruition, to sleep I go, bless this place, the people, the animals, the insects, the trees, the ocean, Mother Earth and anything I may of missed. What will tomorrow bring….Mahaloness automatic!.