Mahaloness

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


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the artist journey 

“An ideal is always a judge, you are not as good as your ideal, you always fall short”.  -C. Jung    

I never went to art school and the only art training I had was what I learned in grade school, long ago in the days of my adolescence. It’s funny to to think that painting found me, we just kind of bumped into each other and many years later I find myself still in love with the process. It has been a journey to say the least, countless hours with paint and god knows how many canvases, in all shapes and sizes, it’s difficult to comprehend. If it weren’t for a stubborn resolve I possibly would have thrown in the towel long ago and at no point in my early life did I think, I want to be an artist. It literally found me and ever since I have managed to do it mostly my way, albeit a few hiccups along the way. 

the road less travelled


I possess a healthy dose of what you would call ambition, I wanted to be the best damn painter I can possibly be, probably due to the fact I spent a good portion the first quarter century of my life in some kind of competitive sport. When I started painting I had a tiny amount of life experience. I guess it was enough to know that art was something I liked and although the promise of success was very low I made the decision that this is what I wanted to do with my life. I spent a little time in the gallery system and found it didn’t jive well with me, it seemed constricted, clique, and limited. Instead I chose the solo art pilgrimage, which I want to point out is very much a life long journey. And like any journey there are times when things are calm and ordered and there are times when chaos reigns. I have found that both have their advantages and disadvantages and it’s a fine line to tread, you can interpret that however you like, it is meant as a cautionary warning. 

a bus mural I painted, it was total chaos, three months of it, I didn’t think I was going to finish, and miraculously I did.


Over the years I have learned to develop a system, one might say ‘rules’, to produce my paintings. Despite the flickers of brilliance that come out of the chaos it is a zone that I do not recommend one stay in. I also appreciate calm, stillness and the solitude of a good paint session. No doubt I like to be on the fringe which includes the subject matter I work with, the projects I choose to do, and in some cases the projects that find me. I think the difference between now and then is I have moved towards a balance, a combination that has proven to work well and ensures that I will be doing my art for as long as possible. 

‘easty westy’ a painting by hälts from a chaotic period in his life, living in Toronto in the early 2000’s


 

 Q: What is the ideal? 

A: That’s not for me to answer, however having experienced the chaos side of things I think there is something to be said about the advantages of having a foot in order and calm. 

fotoMahaloness 

And now a gallery of fotos featuring moments from the winter season inside and out of the studio. 

winter beach scene

unintentional artefacts, these form by paint drying on my paint tube spouts, I have been collecting them for a future artwork, I try to not waste material, it’s a golden rule.

‘blue Tara’ 🔹 hälts Hybrid art featuring my first Tara painting reimagined in the digital realm

‘SLO’ hälts painting detail low angle foto (the medium is acrylic)

I have been selling prints now for many years, this is ‘the Healer’ hälts Fine Art Print with custom frame, I used my drop cloth as a background and the client was thrilled

I have been working on a series called ‘recycled art’, this particular painting is on cardboard and is called ‘pink sun’, this is a series of works that explore the recycling of art, ideas and a materials.


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SLO skull 

Let’s talk about peace. Well it seems there can be no peace without there also being noise, navigating through this conundrum with paint brush on hand has done wonders for my soul. I am by no means a conventional artist, and money and fame has never been the driving force, it’s nice when it comes but it is not reliable and certainly does not create the work. I go to a special place when I paint, there is layers of life to get through before I can find that flow and rhythm, once there it is a dream, smooth, calm, quiet, silence yet loud as spirit roars.  

hälts minimotion 

‘SLO skull’ 🎥 new minimotion with soundscape, ‘mind’s wasteland’ featuring a studio sesshin today on my skull painting WIP along with some intermittent cuts to timelapse of an incredible cloud formation and colour show late one afternoon courtesy mother earth

drawing has always been a passion of mine, especially in coffee shops amidst a fresh tasty hot cup of coffee

‘dalibasquiat’ a stencil piece I put on my shed in my backyard, he keeps an eye on things

my ‘SLO skull’ WIP in the studio with a background image of a still frame from my minimotion

Flashback 


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under a pale blue light 

💧  I am just one drop in an ocean, keeping in mind that this produces ripples, that than travel far distances, growing into giant swell, which eventually create massive waves as they hit land. So the next time you feel small, you are, you’re life, one giant wave. 

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‘pale blue dot’ this image is an interpretation and reasonable facsimile of Karl Sagan’s slogan using digital App software, we are all on a tiny  blue spaceship hurtling through space  🌍💨💨💨


‘stay with’ 🎥 a mimimotion special feature with soundscape ‘the kid within’ featuring recent cityscape nighttime timelapse footage of Calgary, and also various video Apps footage, a studio sesh timelapse, with a guest appearance by yours truly, curiosity is a keystone to my art making process, being an adult is great, releasing the inner child, priceless 👍🏼 good talk 

my WIP ‘forest wolf’ which you see in the above minimotion just after a sesshin, currently working on details while eyeballing some fresh clean canvases that have been sitting patiently waiting for me to get going on some new work.


Note to artists: Some people who believed in you will eventually move on, that’s okay, new people will come along and see your brilliance with fresh eyes and heart, this is the ebb and flow of life. 


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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. 

fotoMahaloness and a minimoiotn 🎥

‘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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history 

This is a story of a man who was set free, and who is know on a voyage of self discovery and peace. Following years of trials and tribulations he never gave up, there were close calls, there were some deep troughs, he always pulled through. It is in his journey that he discovered there is a divine force that has been with him all along that has guided him through the darkness and illuminated him so he was able to find his way. This is a form of liberation because he realized that he had been carrying a heavy pack and the weight was not his to carry. He has forged ahead with renewed vigour and slowly his heart returns to a healthy state, his spirit reclaimed, under the watchful eyes of his spirit ancestors. When the world gets you down just remember that you too have this with you, omnipresent, always, so continue on, empty the weight that is not ours to carry, respect yourself, sing to yourself, dance, love, laugh, go to the inner temple and revere yourself. There is a light in all of us, there is a sparkle in every humans eye, there is potential to turn things around, and this is a powerful insight that I share with you. 

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It’s been a busy time for me as of late in the studio, working on finishing paintings, making minimotions and reclaiming spirit. 

‘from the sea’ 🌊 a new minimotion with soundscape ‘getting into it’ which documents the connection with the divine. Tonight’s sesshin is dedicated to the foamies and the sea 🌊💨

‘forest wolf’ WIP 🌲

hälts studio, where the Aloha is unlimited and the walls non existent, here I recollect memories and inspire the imagination to new heights. (painting WIPs ‘SLO’ and ‘forest wolf’)


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a little reminiscing 

A poem for the moment. 
Hope you find what your searching for my darling

I hope you find these things 

Because a new beginning is what you needed 
fotoMahaloness

This is what it’s like to paint for me, I drift in and out, from the here now, to those moments when I was healing my soul from the grind and filling my artistic cup with the jam that keeps me going. I hope you like it, the soundscape is ’painter pilgrimage’ Enjoy! 📽  ‘painter man’ with soundscape ‘painter pilgrimage’ 


This is me in contemplation. I have been working on this WIP called ‘SLO’ for months and months, I am so close to finishing this painting. I have been working with a bit of a heavy heart, I will not complain it is a part of life that we love to sugar coat and throw inspirational quotes at, however the only way to get through things is to let it pass, the art of letting go, non attachment, impermanence. Sometimes I sit for hours with a brush in hand, it is natural to have thoughts during these moments, thoughts about life, art, people, lovers, family, friends, the ocean, you know thoughts. This has been my journey, a painter pilgrimage, I guess it’s my way of passing through life with a sense of dignity and grace, because one cannot know grace without also knowing folly. Although I have my days when I want to walk away from this practice, I wonder what life would be if I had never picked up a paint brush, it seems implausible, because it is. I will never forget the day I told my sister, ‘I am going to be an artist!’, and she replied, ‘you already are.’ So keep on my friends, find a way, and make art not war. (Artwork: the red bicycle by Raya Monroe, bought this painting form a young artist back in the day, it makes me smile, and my watercolour ‘the Shalu kid’) 

And a few moments in time with my WIP ‘SLO’ 

I like to sit and paint next to Rothko.

flashback

A rather old digi painting I made, I love waves, I love the ocean, it brings me great joy of being, soon I will be out again in its frothiness, duck diving waves and with a little luck, getting shacked. 


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a little reminiscing 

A poem for the moment. 
Hope you find what your searching for my darling

I hope you find these things 

Because a new beginning is what you needed 
fotoMahaloness

This is what it’s like to paint for me, I drift in and out, from the here now, to those moments when I was healing my soul from the grind and filling my artistic cup with the jam that keeps me going. I hope you like it, the soundscape is ’painter pilgrimage’ Enjoy! 📽  ‘painter man’ with soundscape ‘painter pilgrimage’ 


This is me in contemplation. I have been working on this WIP called ‘SLO’ for months and months, I am so close to finishing this painting. I have been working with a bit of a heavy heart, I will not complain it is a part of life that we love to sugar coat and throw inspirational quotes at, however the only way to get through things is to let it pass, the art of letting go, non attachment, impermanence. Sometimes I sit for hours with a brush in hand, it is natural to have thoughts during these moments, thoughts about life, art, people, lovers, family, friends, the ocean, you know thoughts. This has been my journey, a painter pilgrimage, I guess it’s my way of passing through life with a sense of dignity and grace, because one cannot know grace without also knowing folly. Although I have my days when I want to walk away from this practice, I wonder what life would be if I had never picked up a paint brush, it seems implausible, because it is. I will never forget the day I told my sister, ‘I am going to be an artist!’, and she replied, ‘you already are.’ So keep on my friends, find a way, and make art not war. (Artwork: the red bicycle by Raya Monroe, bought this painting form a young artist back in the day, it makes me smile, and my watercolour ‘the Shalu kid’) 

And a few moments in time with my WIP ‘SLO’ 

I like to sit and paint next to Rothko.

flashback

A rather old digi painting I made, I love waves, I love the ocean, it brings me great joy of being, soon I will be out again in its frothiness, duck diving waves and with a little luck, getting shacked.