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! 


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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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. 


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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virtual walk through

Virtual exploration, it is interesting that something so new relies on the old.

20140108-142855.jpgQuietly the road slithers into the forest.

20140108-144143.jpgtrust in the path less travelled.

20140108-144354.jpgyou never know what you will run into. (a painting called buddhabear, painted following a grizzly encounter)

20140108-144555.jpgprints available here

sometimes my passion pushes the limits of my tools, and they need to take a seat. (foto archive from a 3 month art exploration, painting a school bus in 3-D)20140108-145312.jpg

love company. (foto archive body painting by me, Mahaloness, public art healing sesshin.)20140108-145633.jpgI work with compassion in mind, it has become a theme in my paintings, it is also something I am constantly working at bringing into my day to day.


accept the path you walk20140108-151225.jpg

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Paint Pilgrimage

And now a Mahaloness refresher, both in word and with some foto.

This blog is dedicated primarily to information sharing. The information I am sharing is my life’s work consisting of artistic explorations and my art pilgrimage through word and foto. By definition I am part contemporary visual artist and visionary.
Definition of visionary, pulled off the net:
vi·sion·ar·y (vzh-nr)
1. Characterized by vision or foresight.
a. Having the nature of fantasies or dreams; illusory.
b. Existing in imagination only; imaginary.
a. Characterized by or given to apparitions, prophecies, or revelations.
b. Given to daydreams or reverie; dreamy.
a. Not practicable or realizable; utopian: visionary schemes for getting rich.
b. Tending to envision things in perfect but unrealistic form; idealistic.
n. pl. vi·sion·ar·ies
1. One who is given to impractical or speculative ideas; a dreamer.
2. One who has visions; a seer.
vision·ari·ness n.

I am a visionary in that I have visions, and I am a dreamer. I think that it is safe to say throughout my art career that I have experienced the impractical and the unrealistic. How can it be practical when I am in fact a dreamer, especially while attempting to make a living at it in the real world. I am constantly faced with adversity and uncertainty. I am at the mercy if the universe and thats just the beginning. I have been relatively lucky and enjoyed plenty of good opportunities in my art career, that spans nearly a decade. I feel good about that. In that time I have mastered my craft. I can honestly say I have found it difficult over the years to sell my heart and soul. Every painting I make is my heart and soul, as well as the product of my labour and intense concentration. Each painting exhibits pain staking attention to detail, I take pride in my craft, and technique is important to me. Through technique I was a able to develop my own style. When I began I simply attempted to mimmic some of my contemporaries and painters of old. I studied journals, read a lot of art history texts, read a lot of art rags, and watched a lot of artist interviews on Charlie Rose. I have travelled to places like New York, where I immersed myself in the arts and culture of that city. I have also travelled to the Hawaiian Islands, both for inspiration and first hand experience with Polynesian arts and culture. When I decided to be an artist I implemented a steady regime of daily practice, every day, religiously. This consisted of doodles, drawings, paintings, reading, photography and writing. I have moleskine after moleskine filled with doodles and notes, and when I go through them chronologically I see a steady progression in technique and ideas. I lean towards the geeky side of things, I am interested in spiritual matters and channeling energy. Like most geeks I love learning, while continuously experimenting, slowly over time building up my own style, and my own bag of tricks. This has been the exciting part of making art, finding my style and developing it from early chicken scratch drawings and slowly learning how to paint fluid and vibrant imagery. Painting is laborious for me, it is work, there is no way around it. I have moved around a lot of paint, and in doing so learned through doing how it works, what works and what doesn’t. If there is a secret to art it is the secret of doing and it is that simple. Currently I am preparing to hang a show of my work, which consists of paintings from the last couple years. This show will mark a milestone for me, a pinnacle and transition as I prepare to take a new direction in my life. I never dreamed this is what I would be doing when I was a kid. Painting and art came to me later in life, and and that is honest truth. I did my first solo show when I was 28, it was a both a surprise and a lot of pressure. If I knew than what I know now I am not sure if this was the best ‘career’ choice, I certainly never expected to make it big at painting, and even if I did it wouldn’t change the fact it is a lot of work and at times the monkey that just wont get off my back. There is no way that I will ever be paid enough for the hours I have banked. This is something I have struggled with and what I am discovering is that it doesn’t have to be that way. The simple fact is that creativity is one thing, making art is another. For me art is something that moves me, that makes me think and reflects the current pulse. My craft is what I have had to work at and the art is intrinsic, so it took me a while to master my craft in order to make art that has the components mentioned above.

As I look back at my work, my legacy, I remain unclear as to where exactly my drive to make art comes from. It has has been quite a magical experience, beyond the day to day grind, and at times inexplicable. I remember the days when I was an avid windsurfer. I would drop everything I was doing to go ride the wind, as soon as it was up, I was gone. Perhaps it was an obsession, an attraction to danger and extreme testing of self, and these experiences a catalyst to me becoming an artist. We all have an obsession, our obsession to search, discover, and to be spiritual crusaders even if we don’t know it. As humans we have been making art a long time, going way back to the first human.

Barnett Newman quote:

“A science of palaeontology that sets forth this proposition can be written if it builds on the postulate that the aesthetic act always precedes the social one. The totemic act of wonder in front of the tiger-ancestor came before the act of murder. It is important to keep in mind that the necessity for dream is stronger than any utilitarian need. In the language of science, the necessity for understanding the unknowable comes before the desire to discover the unknown.”

The aesthetic act is what I tap into, the momentum is already there, its getting in it, and going unabated, almost egoless. This is a difficult standard to maintain. I have literally attempted to live off my art; an ongoing experiment, that has seen me shine and has tested every ounce of my courage and right on the edge of my own sanity. I am happy to pass that torch on and take the next step at this point in my life as I get sentimental about my art pilgrimage. I was at times reckless, even brash. There were times when I could cut the tension with a knife. I did what I had to do. This is what makes art interesting, loaded with passion, authentically Mahaloness; it is a beast and if left untamed and unchecked can create all sorts of wonder, shock and awe. What I am only now discovering is that art is not necessarily who I am, it is a record of my life’s work, a trail of breadcrumbs that link me to this planet I live on, and that I love. As the full moon rises on this lucky Wednesday, I look ahead, envisioning what’s to come, my drive as strong now as it was a decade ago. Thank you to those who have supported this journey on one way or another and to Agent R you are incredible, you don’t even know. Keep up the good work out there.

Update! Shows up at the gorilla house, if you are in Calgary and want to book an appointment to view the work please contact me at
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Fotomahaloness -painted bread crumbs from the last couple years.