Mahaloness

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


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carry on 

I am most likely going to stumble with my words here a bit….with that said I will attempt to blog it up. I have been through what I can only discribe as an early winter near death experience. Now I realize death is a strong word. Many humans I have met in the course of my life pilgrimage fear it in one way or another. If you have been touched by its sorrow, than these words will likely strike a chord. However in this case I am not writing about the literal meaning, no, what I mean is the death of the self, in an effort to get back to true form. This true from is the start of a new self, one who is ready for what’s to come and also present in the moment, aware of its self and clear minded. I have accrued a lot of information over the last year or so and it gets to a point where it becomes extra weight to carry. Now I don’t mind carrying a load, I am a film worker after all, I serve the production in an effort to get something accomplished, and efficiently as possible. This is something I carry into the studio and put that into my life’s work. When I paint, I am the painter painting, I am in my true form. By doing so the work becomes much more enjoyable and much less arduous. There are cases when I can choose to make a painting about that weight, and this has been a successful endeavour from time to time, however it is taxing on the system, so not too much, just a little bit. On occasion I get right in the way of my self, deluded, a cloud fills the mind. It can be difficult to manouver through those currents. They are powerful and similar to the ocean must be respected. When I refuse to respect my true self this can create chaos, which again might be good for a painting, initially, however it can also double, sometimes triple my work load, and can result in the loss of patience. Patience is key in my opinion, or at least this is what painting teaches me. Unfortunately life isn’t just painting, and this is where patience becomes difficult to practice. When everything is going at once, this is where things can go a bit sideways, if you know what I mean. So as of late I am working on shedding some layers that have accrued over the past year, and finding peace and clarity in the process, thereby less weight, and the higher likelihood of reaching true form. Always keeping in mind that life is not something I can control, however I am ready for changes, adaptable, I make adjustments, and in the words of an old mural friend Jamie, carry on! 

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pictures to go with words 

It is a time to face the dragon within without slaying it.


it was destiny that brought me to this one wheeled electric skateboard, the foto represents how I felt in that moment, and yes that’s me as a little person.


this is JD he hires me as a film worker, as a grip, he is a key grip, champion and all around amazing human

a tool of my trade, the ol trusty dolly, that I call Dali!

a 3-D wolf head I am currently painting, and a cedar waxwing drawing for reference.

‘pink moon’ hälts hybrid art combining ‘therinathropica’ and flora I documented in Mexico

this is a section of my current body of work, the hälts oeuvre is flourishing.


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Resilient 

Something I have learned being an artist is you never really know what’s going to happen next. What I mean is there is an uncertainty that goes along with it and this makes for a completely different set of problems and challenges that most sane humans would avoid like the plague. For instance there is just making a career for yourself, which sounds easy enough, but turns out it’s not so easy. I have been the poor starving artist, I have walked that walk, paid my dues and I don’t plan on going back to that anytime soon, despite the fact it’s always in the back of my mind. I will say there were moments of brilliance in my days of the struggling artist, one tends to dig deep when it appears the ship is sinking. However I learned early on the body can only go so far before things happen, the organs say slow down man. I think I have learned through my own volition that a man of desperation doesn’t always make the best decisions. And a man who doesn’t eat goes hungry. Might of worked for the Miro’s of the art annals of times past, however I just don’t recommend it for long. This has been a journey my friends and is why to this day I give people a chance, because there were some that did give me a chance, and those are the building blocks to making art your entire life without dying young, and or quitting all together. The world has never been an easy place, there have been events throughout history that has pushed humans to their limits, and yet we being resilient continue to carry on, that’s what keeps me going, anyway I hope you can appreciate the accompanying fotos, a documents of my life as a Canadian not starving artist. 

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Slices of time from in and out of the studio. 

the wolf in me, hand painted 3-D object in the works

abstract no.3 and wolf head on the works

abstract no.2 in the works

a recent drawing from hälts green lodge book

textures are lovely

in it moment



Retrospect 

self portrait ‘hälts’ artist and sometimes film worker

butterfly drawing 201….

a drawing I made not so long ago for a short art video that never saw the light of day.

hälts painting ‘easty westy’ made in 2006, it is a painting I made after living 4 months in Toronto, the big smoke, and debuted in my first solo exhibit in Calgary at Artfirm, no longer.



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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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there is a place I like to go

  I could settle for trends, or copy other styles….I have thus far chosen not to go down that path, for better or worse, it is something I have managed to bypass. This can make it difficult when it comes to my work being accepted in the now, it takes time to develop a style, it takes patience and perseverance to overcome doubt and the fear. It is imperative to not give in to these factors, and have faith that somehow it will work out. It is also a good idea to get out of the studio from time to time and recharge the soul, the mind, and the heart space. 

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‘towards silence’ 👂 a new minimotion with soundscape ‘cat dreams’ from busy city to a mountain peace, I find myself on a road less travelled, where clouds drift gracefully, putting mind at ease, I hope you like it, and well ✌️ 

‘therianthropic’ WIP painting seen here in hybrid art format

‘therianthropica’ WIP in the studio, where walls melt away and recollections stream in

There is something to be said for slowing things down and letting things happen, everything happening just as it is supposed to without interfering the natural cycle, and allowing the artist within to be 

still frame from minimotion me going at it in the studio


These are some panoramas of a place I go to in B.C. to disconnect from city life and remind myself that there is a whole other world going on, this place, this planet, provides us with so much and yet there are some who want to continue to do harm in the name of economy, and growth, with little to no plan for the consequences which you and I will pay for. So I am grateful for these moments, when it’s just me and the eagles, the clouds, the water, sky, and the trees, and all of the sounds, the wind as it dances though the trees, the sounds of ravens free falling, oh what a gift, so I come here and pay my respects, because there’s no guarantees it will last. 

‘spirit of the lake’ hälts hybrid art, combining my painting and nature fotos

‘forest fire’ a watercolour WIP on the go


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red

Life is like an ocean, always in flux and yet the same. 

📽 hälts minimotion 

☎️ new hälts minimotion ‘red’ with soundscape ‘the renaissance’ featuring some footage I managed to gather at work today and some footage from tonight’s paint sesshin with ‘hearts will’, getting the red out, to balance the blue.



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present and past art, a window into the soul of this here artist, hälts🌞💛

new abstract WIP I’ve been working on called ‘heart’s will’ next to my WIPs ‘forest wolf’ and ‘SLO’

from the archives a painting made in 2006 called ‘easty westy’ made into a hybrid art (the painting has been mirrored)

my WIP ‘forest wolf’ inspired by a mural I made called ‘creator’

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‘2 bears’ a hybrid art using a detail from a painting called ‘crystal buddha’

‘winters glow’ a foto form my other life, working in film, on location in ranch country southern Alberta


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the wounded healer 

I was listening to a podcast called ‘the wounded healer’ on headphone commute and decided to make a watercolour painting which you shall see below. It’s been a little crazy lately between working in film sets, finishing projects and continuously work on paintings that are stacking up like Waimea Bay on a good swell. As leaves fall and winter approaches it looks like I’ll have plenty to work to keep me warm and busy, and will begin planning a trip that will be dedicated to making travel art, surfing and reclaiming my spirit. 

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‘starting new’ 🖌 a new minimotion with soundscape ‘super duper job’ featuring a bike ride, a very simple paper stop animation, a couple fresh watercolour sesshins in its very early stages, a beach on the Olympic peninsula in Washington St. that I camped on during the summer, and closing with the soothing sounds of lady Pacifica

‘fire in the sky’ a new watercolour WIP following some time spent in BC Canada this summer and fall

‘the wounded healer’ a watercolour painting I just finished up, it’s hard to open your heart up in this world of drama, the work must continue and I plan to continue the good work because the world is in need of it.


‘crossroads’ my hybrid art, reimagining my painting through digital media

‘animal’ a hybrid piece which uses my painting WIP ‘SLO’ reimagined digitally.

As crazy, confusing and weird as life may be, it is also something wonderful and I wouldn’t change one bit of it, even if that was an option, this includes ‘mistakes’ because these are golden opportunities to learn about ourselves, they are there to teach us in order to grow, and to build upon, there’s no point in being hard on yourself because it is self defeating, get up, get going, there’s more work to be done.  


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the dream 

INT.COFFEE SHOP. DAYTIME

A human is sitting in a coffee shop, there is 2 older ladies speaking softly in French and and the ambient sound of coffee roasting, and friendly chatter fill the air. The man takes a sip of a fresh cup of coffee, he reflects following a sojourn to the mountains, reminding him of his wild side, the animal within. The coffee shop melts to the ground revealing an expansive forest and mountains with a fresh dusting of snow, fall is in the air. 

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While hälts spends most of his time working on his art, he also has reconnected lately with his wild side, tapping into the Natural element, being one with it, breathing the fresh mountain air, walking where the bears walk, where the wolf pack hunts, and the moose roam. This is a place where he can give his inner human the best treatment that no salon, no spa could ever dream of. That’s not to say that these are not ways to relax and balance, it’s just that for the second half of his life he has been adapted to city life, each day his connection to Nature disrupted by airwaves, sirens and the bottom line. As the city edge wares off the inner human comes to the surface, smelling the air, feeling the earth beneath his feet, awareness wakes, these moments so few and far between. (from a recent hike with his foraging herbal healer friend Rebecca, thank you for the getting me out into the wild, hoooowwwwwwwlllllllll). A big thank you to Rebecca for your love and support.

leaving civilization behind

leaving civilization

hälts friend Rebecca has been introducing him to the world of fungi, and what a world it is