Mahaloness

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


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an offering 

  As I travel through this unfamiliar land I begin to release the pressures that life brings, and the soul does sing. I am guided by an inner desire to explore this planet, always observing its changes, some subtle, some more extreme. Here in the coast I smell the the salty ocean air, sun kissed, all that was a problem evaporates with the morning dew, only leaving a heightened sense and clearer view. New experiences, new perceptions, the ocean brings healing to being and calms the mind made busy in the pursuit of maya and the illusions that life presents. Here I am carefree, worry free, anxieties driven by the hustle and bustle lifestyle to maintain some kind of comfortable existence fades quickly replaced by soothing sounds of lapping waves on a beach, sparkling with millions upon millions of tiny beads, birds singing, and a cool sea breeze. Let me live in this moment forever even though I know this to be fleeting, I will keep this moment in my memory banks for those days when life turns blue. 

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When on the road there are people who will leave you something nice, reminding you that humanity despite the news is alive and well

morning yum made with love by my travelling companion

I am always fascinated with the local flora when I arrive in a new place.

​I love to timelapse the sky, here is the sky near Seaside Oregon, close to where the Columbia River meets the  Pacific Ocean. 
It is time to move on to see some giants, ancient trees, remanants of what was, and a reminder to continue to protect these areas, stewardship, so that future generations can experience these amazing trees in person, not just on a computer or smart phone screen. 

And now from the hälts ART vault

Here are three treasures from the vault, they show my early forrays and amalgamation of abstract, realism and surrealism. I had a lot of urban influence early on, as well I was interested in Japanese kabuki, mokuhanga (wood block printing), specifically ukiyo-e artistic genre. I have continued to work on this style as you will see in the last image which is a recent foto from my studio. 

‘easty westy’ acrylic on canvas c.2006

‘geisha’ wearable art, hand painted cap c.2005


Currently in the studio 

a new painting called ‘SLO’ and ‘forest wolf’ and some other WIP projects including a skeleton helmet for an Olympic athlete I am about to transform into a moose, more on that in future posts.



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hälts gone Oregon 

Recently adventure called. It goes by many names such as a trip, a journey, or a pilgrimage. Following a long stretch of art making  I was ready for a recharge. It is not so easy for me to just walk away from responsibilities and obligations, they are omnipresent and I have a way of overriding these primal impulses. We are creatures of habit, and it’s easy to get sucked into the vortex forgetting there are many vortexes, similar to a river with eddies one has the potential to paddle and navigate, getting to new places and getting aquatinted with new geography. It has been my experience that acting on the adventure impulse can lead to great discoveries, whether that be of self, or of magical places that exist on this beautiful planet. 

And now a little exerpt from the book of travels… 

So before I could be swayed by doubt I packed my bags, and bought a cheap flight to Portland, thanks to Gord and air miles. My plan was to meet up with my friend, whom I will refer to as Moon. Moon was in the midst of a road trip in the States, she is the one who planted the seed to come meet her. The day before my departure I was tested, this comes as no surprise because everything leading up to the trip was just working out too damn well. It turned out, thanks to my friend Gord over a fine cup of coffee, that my passport was expired. I was leaving in less than 48 hours. I went ballistic, at least for a moment, my mind began turning over like a plane propeller, I needed a miracle, it was that simple. Gord by now had pulled up in his cobalt cerulean blue VW van and we proceeded to head for a place where I could get passport photos taken. Of course when I arrived at the store there was no one at the desk, I stood there for what seemed like forever, panic began to sink its claws, I tried to keep it at bay. An elderly lady joined me in the line, I turned and said to her, ” doesn’t seem to be anyone here to help us”, and I quickly explained my situation, she said, “good luck”,  and I took this as a good sign. Perhaps sensing the delusion of grandeur, a store clerk came over, I gave him the low down, he quickly told me it would be at least 48 hours for me to get my passport. I said, “lets just see what happens”and he happily snapped my passport photo, perhaps the best one to date, he really nailed it, considering my last shocker of a passport photo. After a short wait of staring at prices of stuff on the shelves as a distraction, the clerk arrived with a grin and my passport photos.  It also happened to be the beginning of Stampede in my hometown, the largest outdoor show on earth, so they say. I thought to myself, bummer. So Gord and I jumped in the van and took some back roads, and wouldn’t you know it we found a parking spot right in front of the government office. With surprising grace I jumped out and ran like a gazelle into the waiting room, much to the dismay of the security guard. Turns out a parade day is the best day to take care of business at a government building, there was no lines and I found myself face to face with a government clerk who was quite helpful and the fear loosened it’s grip. Turns out paying a little bit more money can get you out to of a pickle, and with a swipe of my debit card I would receive my passport in less than 24 hours, just in the nick of time. Next day I packed my bags, went back to the office and picked up my passport and headed to the airport. I was a man exhausted, thank goodness for adrenaline and the anticipation of a the adventure ahead. ‘Go time’ as  Gord would say, first stop Portland for a couple days of city exploration, namely Powell’s Books, which I definitely did not have enoug money for, it is insane there, so many great books in one place, I nearly lost my mind, and my the contents of my wallet. Goddam there’s only one thing to do, power read and buy what you can, and than get the hell out of there! And I mean out of the city, so we did, next stop Nahalem. 

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to be above the clouds is a privileged experience, as in a rare opportunity that I take great pleasure in.


And now a new hälts minimotion ‘Portland’ with soundscape ‘Portland is a type of concrete’ featuring flight footage and some street footage from the city of coffee, doughnuts, Powell’s Books, and bridges


​Following a successful mission to Powell’s Books, it was time to hit the road. There really is no other place I would rather be than next to the ocean. The smell, the sand, the sounds, the marine air, it all just adds up to a massive soul hug, instantaneous internal happiness erupts and everything else just drifts out to sea. 

Nahalem, Oregon coast, cold wind and sea and things that bite but you can’t see, beautiful as far as the eye can sea

Nature’s sculptural skills have always blown my mind

one with the other

where sea meets sand

I nearly lost my mind in this land of beautiful spectacular

sand, wind, sea, watercolour, fancy free

this studio has no walls

paint vibrations

still frame from beach timelapse, speechless


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Summertime heatwave

Life is hustle

keeping mind in tune

to the rhythms of the season

Summertime 

In full bloom

heatwave 

drink water 

your good 

it’s time to hit the road 

….and now some fotos and a minimotion special feature ⚡️

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Rise with the tide, going with the flow, paddling when necessary, hälts has been a busy little artist 

hälts in his studio being himself for the sake of the document

‘pueo’s dream’ a new painting on recycled cardboard, recently completed for Karen😎🙌🌞

therianthropic images often enter a hälts painting because he paints from spirit, detail from ‘pueo’s dream’

‘za lightening’ recent storm still frame from a video clip for a future minimotion

David Hockney moment no. 23575 perhaps a future watercolour theme

‘soaring’ hälts eagle friend in mid nips what makes hälts tick

Happy Post 4th of July, hälts painting from the archives ‘Pride’

hälts be eating right, kale form the garden, oh yeah🌿💚

new painting WIP titled ‘SLO’ hanging with ‘therianthropica’

la studio Mahaloness in full effect (timelapse footage for future minimotion) 

And NOW! hälts minimotion special feature presentation⚡️🌞😎🔥💛🌴🌹💫🇨🇦​
‘those eyes tho’ 🐬 new hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘my passport expired’ featuring hand painted Vans for @zoe.h23 who sent hälts a DM concerning some sneaks she wanted painted, hälts was up for the challenge and this special feature hopefully captures the essence of what hälts does, which is paint and with a little luck inspire, Mahaloness out to Zoë, hälts hopes you are wearing them! 🦄 side note hälts is off to Portland to meet his forest faerie friend ✨✨✨

hälts is on Instagram as Mahaloness, follow this link⚡️ Mahaloness⚡️


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a beautiful thing 

It has been a beautiful start to the summer, hälts has been in the studio, with periodic trips to BC to visit family, hang out with the wildlife and reenergize for ​​the work ahead. Life is a beautiful.

Minimotion Special Feature! 

‘pueo sesshins’ 🕯 hälts was ‘in it’ late last night trying to finish his ‘pueo’s dream’ here is a new minimotion featuring timelapse clips from various sesshins with soundscape ‘cumulus rising’ ​​​

‘a rose is but a rose’ 🌹 new hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘slo down’ featuring some timelapse footage from a recent BC sojourn to visit the elders, and hälts WIP ‘painted turtle’s dream’ using a few in camera tricks😎​​​


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flower power 

Somedays you just need to stop and smell the flowers, and this is exactly what hälts did. 

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Here are some fotos from hälts moms secret magic garden, it takes a lot of work, care and attention to maintain a garden, this has been a great lesson for hälts and inspires him to put that kind of carr and attention into his art practice.

the elders home in BC, a hidden bit of paradise

hälts stone path completed last summer look as if it’s been there forever

nothing like a good magic garden watercolur sesshin, seen here is hälts WIP ‘painted turtle’s dream’

life is full of everything imaginable and unimaginable, taking the time to sit and let the human spirit express is a key to a healthy life


hälts ink from his white lodge book juxtaposed with his moms summer roses


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dream within a dream 

Is this life but a dream within a dream

Wondering

What does it all mean

Walking down endless city sidewalks 

sparkling like diamonds

Alone in a city of a million

The smell of lilacs 

overwhelms the illusion

That fills our lives 

And holds us back

From being who we truly are 

Push on my good friends

Push on

For the sun shall shine again 

And for a brief moment time will stand still

Take it in with a grin

And thank your lucky stars

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A few fotos and a timelapse of recent events and life moments courtesy hälts 

an ink drawing WIP from the white lodge book


a new minimotion feauting hälts in his last live art sesshin at the new age crystal and book shop, a brahbbit animation for the humours sake, ‘closing a chapter’ with soundscape ‘dream within a dream’ ​​​

the sky in all its glory

‘eagle eye’ a live art painting WIP hälts has been working over the last couple months

life is precious make it count

night time city sky


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the search 

transformation of self

enter the quagmire 

the quest to find

the search 

the quest

to be something 

Other 

Than 

Who 

You 

Are 

Be 

Your

True 

Self 

unabashed

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Recent hälts art forrays 

hälts WIPS ‘Rising Phoenix’ watercolour and ‘the healer’ acrylic

the beginnings of a new live art project happening at Calgary New Age 103 10 St NW weekends mostly, noonish til close’ish