Mahaloness

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


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life right now 

I have been looking to space a lot. There is so much to see and yet so much beyond my capacity to comprehend, the infinite unseen and unknowing, the frontiers of my humanness that when discovered open doors to an ancient past nearly made extinct. 

And now a hälts minimoiton ‘bee see soul’ with soundscape ‘zero’ and featuring a day in the life of this here artist in the BC zone. 

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Look into my eyes, look into my soul, what do you see? For if you see what you only want to see you will miss the golden nugget that is my heart and soul.  

‘Earth wind and fire’ hälts hybrid art combining painting, drawing and photography and illustrating a jungle heart on fire.

And now some BC moments

Molly’s Secret Garden 

Help out your elders….

A little duck aerovane restoration project I have been working on for the elder’s garden shed. This buddhy has seen more than 2 decades so no surprise it was in a little disrepair. Only one wing worked since day one. Now that I have restored the paint it’s time to figure out the wings so they both spin when the wind visits. Crossing my fingers, pretty sure I got this… 

Simple tools do the job

wings of gold

One way I like to connect with my true self is on the water, on my fish, even when there’s no waves, it makes me feel human, it rekindles my spirit and washes away the bullshit that humans like to create in order to make drama that only leads to more suffering and sorrow, not good for the spirit, it is imperative to get a cleanse in the river, in the lake, in the ocean, in the water, anywhere where the water be. 


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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

to be had

on a warm

still

Summer Night

 

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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nothing more nothing less 

What is the solution? Do we just conform? Do we just obey and comply?  What is going to bring us to a balance? Is there enough time to turn things around? Do things need to be turned around? Are we so far gone that we have just given up? Are we so corrupted that we just can’t even begin  to come clean? Are we so blind that we cannot even see? Is it an illusion? Does it matter? Do I stay? Do I go? Do I be present? Do I watch and do nothing? Do I listen? Am I here? Is this happening? What can I do? Should I just be? Why are we not listening? Why do we argue? Why do we fight? Why do we kill? Is alcohol the answer? Is gambling making a difference? Is anything worth fighting for, winning? I try to understand, I try to be patient, I try to be quiet, so I can listen. What do I hear? What do I see? I can’t make any sense of it. I don’t see the point. I only see that it’s tearing us apart. Are we are all in the same boat, hurtling through an infinite space of misery? Wait. I must listen to my heart, what remains of it, under the scars. 

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tonight’s paint sesshin ‘painting for wounded earth’ a watercolour that depicts Windermere BC, looking out to the eagle’s nest.

another metaphor

when I go to the desert this will be my way.


A portrait I have wanted to paint over but can’t find it in my heart to do so…Appreciation moment 

My mom painted these sometime in the 70’s, she showed me them just recently, made my day, art has that power to do that when it’s made with meaningfulness, even if you may not know it at the time you paint it, if that makes sense. 


A Note: No I do not use grammar apps, they suck, they suck the life right out of writing, and make us as uniform as wonder bread, which is not my cup of tea. 

THEY DO LIVE!


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Landscape 

Gratitude, love and respect flow through my brush, onto a piece of paper, so the story goes for this painter man. Softening the effects of life’s edge, and silencing the battle between good and evil. I try to be strong, sometimes it feels like a losing cause, this the doing of the doubting mind playing tricks on me. Truth be told, in the depth of my being, lives the real truth, the only truth, and that is, it is just as it is supposed to be, I am fine, golden, and genuine.  For many years I thought sadness has followed me, and for the longest time I could not find, the reason, the root, the cause, only false leads and unintentional misdeeds, testing the unconditional love of family and loved ones. Some left, they tried their best, my love no less, and so it goes for this painter man. What lies ahead, I cannot express, for this I do not know. Just know that the light will shine, and I will continue on, in grace, with dignity, and in honour of the ones who gave their lives to the greater meaning. 

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‘the simple things’ 

A hälts minimoiton with soundscape ‘right hand left hand’ featuring nothing other than life itself. The watercolour landscape painting titled  ‘A painting for wounded Earth’ is of a special place in my heart along the banks of the mighty Columbia River, Windermere BC, Canada. I am currently on a watercolour and landscape trend, when Nature speaks I have learned to listen, if you know what I mean. It must be said that the subject matter may change however the heart and soul that goes into my work is unchanging, timeless, unbound, and universal. 


Painting for Wounded Planet


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Freedom 

Yes it’s true I have endured and turned bullshit into a flourishing garden….as I continue to walk this planet I do so with dignity and with grace, thank you for all of it, for it makes me the beautiful human that I am.

I once heard it’s easier to forgive an enemy than it is to forgive a friend and loved one. Is it not harder to pretend that it doesn’t hurt you, in your so called silence, to turn your back on someone you once cared for, it causes hurt as much as a bomb causes hurt, forgive, goddammit forgive, get over your lofty ideals of how someone should be or how they should act, or how you think things should be, you don’t have it figured out, no one does, this is not love, this is not grace, to cause division is to cause further suffering, and it will continue because you want it to, you want it linger, to prove your point, to prove to yourself you are right, you aren’t, it’s not even an argument, it’s a fact. 

(Painting: the green Tara by hälts) 

Freedom 

Freedom?


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BC summer interlude 

First of all I am a little shy sometimes, or I just don’t like the lime light and don’t always see the need to show you my face. I would rather show you through pictures a little bit about me, and the things that brings joy to my life. I am no different than any other living being on this planet, I have my good days and my bad days. I live in duality, aware of a mind that goes back and forth between past and future. I often go to Nautre to be present, away from modern desitractions, and the hustle and bustle that seems to fill my time. So without too much further adieu here is a little prelude to my true story in pictures.

I went up a road and found some wild raspberries on a steep shoulder…I nearly fell. Scored a few raspberries, no need to take them all…gotta leave some for the fury friends after all. I managed to inherit a tick, thankfully discovered before it buried it’s head into me. I then went to a fresh water spring and filled 2 vessels full. I walked up the road to let some steam go and gave thanks to this gift of life. 


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my personal favourite however I love all animals equally

The hälts art pop shop at the Invermere Farmers’s and Artist’s Market, I predict this will happen again.

every rose has it’s thorns, aware of this act gently, and you will experience it’s beauty. (foto: my mom tending to her rose bush)

Summer Interlude minimotion 

‘true story’


Thank you to Mother Earth, to my mom and dad and to my sister, and sisters, and all my brothers and sisters from other mothers. 

Recently I did a wild style watercolour/stencil art ‘choose your own adventure’ workshop at Black Star Studios in Invermere BC. I made a gazillion stencils and passed on some of my knowledge and experience of both techniques to a very enthusiastic and receptive group of individuals. Here are some pictures of that experience, which I predict will happen again this summer, it’s in the works. 

background to the photo above, preparing for the workshop however nothing could have prepared me for the warm reception and stoke that filled that room for 2.5 hours, holy cow, let’s do it again! 


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time travel 

To keep words to a minimum which perhaps might seem counterintuitive to a blog called WordPress… as the old saying goes a photo says a thousand words and my minimotions multiply that tenfold. First up some flora from my mom’s magic garden. I have been blessed all these years with her green thumb wizardry, a true sanctuary it is, so peaceful and easy on the eyes, nose, ears, touch, mind, soul….


And now a couple of minimotions including on the road footage from a recent film job I was on, travelling back in time. 

​​’saw horses’ 💛 hälts went to the ranch for some work minimoiton.

​’travelling thru prehistorica’ 🚜 hälts time travel minimotion with soundscape ‘swollen river’ featuring some on the road footage captured in the past few dayzzzzzz. 

​​​’time travelling at the speed of the moon’ 🚜 hälts minimotion with soundscape ‘now and then’ featuring a bunch of recent footage travelling along country roads at the crack of dawn, and some backyard painting with some flash edits of a magic bus mural I once painted…perhaps a response to the recent sighting of the beast.

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be the mountain 


the badlands 
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yellow roses from my mom’s garden

sanctuary garden

old mural days and a WIP called ‘Creator’ do we or do we not hold the key to the universe?…

red bear or blue bear (painting detail)

wolf man from the hälts drawing book collection

made moons ago, I guess I was thinking about the modern self portrait

mural spontaneous mural 2012 Paia town North Shore Maui


Everything comes around and goes around; forgetting, letting go, moving onwards is futile until one finds it within themselves to forgive and be forgiven. 

early hybrid art incorporating a b&w photo and painting using digi tech


Lastly and no less important than anything else shared on this post I wanted to continue to remind and or introduce folks to my new website haltsart.com which features my art on very useful items with you in mind, all made in Canada and with 100 % pure Aloha.