Mahaloness

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


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many studios 

My studio has been in a state of steady flux, painting after painting after painting, miraculously a body of work has amassed, something of which I have not done for quite some time. Perhaps ‘miraculously’ is not the right word, how about hard work, perseverance and discipline have contributed to my little victories. So what has been driving me to make art? It’s hard to sum up in a blog, however I will do my best to list a few of those things that make me get up and continue on my journey. The reality of the matter is its hard to make art, there are so many distractions, and stimulations that finding ones voice, let alone time or space, is a rather daunting task. There is politics, that’s all I will say about that. There is economics, social, family, health, and environmental factors to consider, or not, either way they won’t go away. This is not new to contemporary art, there is a long history of a few big fish rising to the top while the rest of the little fish just squeak by, or in some cases completely disappear from the map.  I have this dream once and a while, I am climbing the ladder and it looks to be a really long ladder, all the way up into the sky, similar to the amazing Chinese artist, Cai Guo-Qiang, who makes a sky ladder out of fireworks, not exactly an easy ladder to climb. In yet almost every day, I get up, I eat breakfast, sip a coffee and get to work. I am what could be described as a stubborn person, I really don’t want to give up, even though I know exactly what a I am up against and have experienced more times than once, the implications of failure. To add to this dilemma there is the fact that I am human with a conscience. The mind is an extraordinary power, however it doesn’t mean it’s always shooting for the stars, I have my days when I get the sense I’m  in the John in ‘Being John from Being John Malcovich’ and there’s these voices floating in my head telling me quit, to stop while I am ahead, go ahead and procrastinate, don’t quit your day job, and so on. It’s really annoying albeit a wonderful gift to be able to perceive the world through our senses and than contemplate on that, all the while being swept up in it and never really doing a damn thing about it. That’s okay though we as a species have been through a lot, and there does exist a burden to carry even if you are blind. So where’s this all coming from, well partly I’ve been having a few revelations courtesy Jordon Peterson who I have been following for a while, and have been reading his books ‘Maps and Meanings’ and ’12 Rules for Life’, both are great. One of his points is the concept ‘responsibility’ and it is a heavy one, loaded with all sorts of meaning and implications. 

Responsibility 

I have always felt that being an artist there’s a certain level of responsibility that goes with it, even though I didn’t always know what that meant, and to be clear I am still working on that problem, it’s a lot to comprehend. I am at now a stage in my art and life where I have a pretty good sense of the impact my art has on people’s lives, not just one person, many people, and this is an important point, because this seems to me this is what Jordan Perterson is talking about in his book ’12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos’ ( Link to Jordan Peterson’s website ) . To use the example of driving a car, I need to put the shifter into the responsibility gear and take care of the self, so I can continue to bring my art and consciousness into the world in the best way possible even though I know the odds are somewhat stacked up against me, one foot is the accelerator, chaos, and the other the brake, order, ok good blog, carry on! 

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This is a collection of studio fotos, some have been digitally altered, all of them digital documents of moments in time either following a paint session and or a pre foto before the work begins. The many studios of hälts…

The office desk after the chaos

‘pink dragon’ WIP recycled art series

Sometimes painting can be like a desert, you never no where the next island oasis is and the illusions are a plenty.

I was spraying frames and have devised ways to contain most of the chaos…

‘the Healer’ painting which is going to be featured in an up and coming blog here on Mahaloness, background is a detail from a bus mural did back in 2010-11

I recommend lawn painting very Mahaloness.

‘Radiant child’ part of my recycled art series acrylic airbrush and brush on cardboard

My Keith Haring background for my recycled art painting ‘Atomic Unicorn’

I once painted in this room, in public, beautiful light all day, and my mural ‘creator’ keeping me company, this is the early stages of my ‘Healer’ painting

My painting ‘Earth Buddha’ also started out as a live painting and was finished in the studio, now on display at yogaMcc (http://www.yogamcc.com) located in Marda Loop Calgary, and is available for sale, that’s my Fineline fish in the background.

Paia Town Northshore Maui outdoor backyard studio I had for a couple months, magical times.

My Salvador Dali zoetrope hand painted animation on slats, I was commissioned by a friend and collaborated with wood master Peter Friemen who goes as conscious_wood on IG, Colin Smith came up with the idea for a zoetrope, commissioned Peter to design and build it, and I did a hand painted animation which was displayed at the Art Gallery of Alberta for a show by Colin Smith, an amazing Albertan photographer extraordinaire.

a dragon I painted on a felt fedora for a buddhy, not the easiest material to paint on, however it worked out great circa 2015


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winter solstice 

Happy Winter Solstice, here is to the Sun and longer days, looking forward to the sun baths in the studio as I journey onwards with my current body of work. It was an interesting year, as it winds down I reflect on a great year of art and travel, time spent with family, and new friends made. Gone is the old as I empty the backpack and lighten the load, and prepare myself for what the new year has in store. This year I learned to not fight destiny and to persevere in grace, and to ride the waves and be ready for a few sets on the head, yew! 

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Winter Soltice WIP featuring my ‘raven’ watercolour in the studio 

hälts hybrid art ‘ravtangular’ featuring my watercolour WIP seen above💚💛❤️

‘winter solstice’ ❄️ new minimotion to ease you into the holiday season with soundscape ‘ice crystals’ featuring a shit gathers whilst walking and remember each day from this point forward we gain za light in this here northern hemisphere, that’s all right with this artist. 

and a link to a art event called ‘Raw’ which I will be taking part in, in the new year, purchase a ticket to the event and support your local art, if you live in the Calgary area this event is for you, I will be live painting, and will have new and some oldies but goldies with me, paintings and prints follow the link to learn more!  Raw event link, buy a ticket early and get a discount! Raw art link, click here 💚💛❤️


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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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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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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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seasons change

In this part of the world the seasons change. As winter loosens its grip, the snow melts and the landscape turns from white to brown. You can almost hear the trees getting excited as they awake from their dormancy, and birds also seem to be quite  psyched. 

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all fotos from recent sojourns to BC where hälts spends a lot of quality time enriching his senses and being one with the planet and all its wonder, there will future posts coming in an effort to share some of the journey with you all. 

hälts in reflection

hälts hybrid art combing nature with his new watercolor series ‘therianthropica’

Also a shoutout to all the moms all over, excellent job you rule💚🌞🌿

hälts watercolor WIP, part of his ‘therianthropica’ series


Lately hälts has been on the road, collecting content and working on a few new themes and subjects for Mahaloness, he is excited to get back to writing and share the good word, the art and the stoke. 🔥


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illusion part one

‘the illusion of fame’ 🐪 hälts late night minimotion with soundscape ‘something missing’ this is a little bit of a contemplative piece which features lady Pacifica, hand drawn hälts original animation (Shamans journey), candle light, quick clip from Esprrsso Kino, a room, a man, and the sky🐛 ​
In this part of the world we live in excess, everyday taking for granted this precious planet we have the privilege to live on, when I see images of whales with stomachs full of garbage, plastic mainly, shark nets and their inherit indiscriminate ability to kill harmless beautiful creatures like all in the name of protecting human life, well I do not abide. Nuclear sites that every day are leaking radiation into the soil, the water, the air, it makes my blood boil. The thing is we are so distracted by the news and our minds that we lose sight of the fact every single one of us is contributing in one way or another, so I guess that begs the question, how do you want to contribute? I have lived a fairly good life, I have had my peaks, my valleys, and have spent time in the shadows in an attempt to understand my self in an effort to find how I can contribute with the time I have left in this life. I want to understand how I can act in this society, without perpetuating the hate, the anger, and the frustration, breaching the veil, or simply just believing the illusion that life is good, let’s face it, life is many things, the good, the bad, the beautiful, and the ugly. Yes there is magic, there is also honest folks out there trying to make the most of it, despite the reports that we are doomed, and that humanity has lost sight of its own humanity. I can fully admit that I have had my own stuggles and botched attempts, I have been blacklisted, I have denied, I have been rejected many times. The only thing that keeps me going is that little bit of optimism, that I have the power within to make a difference in this world, despite either thinking or being told that is not possible. Life is not black and white, there is an array, full spectrum portals of opportunity, and discovery. The human imagination, our dreams, our wishes, our feelings, our goals, are all valid, the more we expose these, talk about them, the closer we get to understanding each other, by turinign our backs, and forgetting, we only let things acrue and gain strength, which in the long run will make our lives more difficult, so from my standpoint being an outlier on that curve is critical, and necessary, as difficult as it may be. 
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and a few projects I have on the go right now, mostly watercolor…and a couple finished works from the past, interesting to look back occasionally and see where you came from, not too much, just a little bit. 

hälts has made it his business to explore where art comes from, here at a sacred spot to the Blackfoot Nation is a clue left by an unknown artist

new watercolour WIP and the artist mindset when in process, diving deep into the ocean of creativity brah

‘the Shalu kid’ an Instagram collabo with @pazu and his portrait of a young boy at the Shalu monastery in Tibet, hälts would also call this ‘a child’s imagination is their greatest gift’

a complete watercolour titled ‘canonball’ and also a still frame for future animation brah