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

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If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to a man as it is: infinte. -William Blake, Deadman

link to quotes from Deadman IMDb


This is another of my famous person portraits, which I also refer to as my painter paparazzi series. I enjoy painting people who are passionate and dedicated to their artform(s), as well as those who have influenced my artistic path, stoking the fire as it were. This portrait is Johnny Depp in Jim Jarmusch’s ‘Deadman’ (1995) one of the best history lessons I have received in this lifetime, and what Jarmusch calls a ‘psychedelic western’, my kind of film.

‘William Blake’ (Deadman portrait)
11×14 in.
acrylic on paper


Thank you for this life.

hälts store and gallery

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Painting a Tara: Part 3

This is the third instalment of, ‘Painting a Tara’. It is accompanied with a musical score I arranged with garageband using a bunch of my own samples, including a piano sample I recorded while jamming on my mom’s electric piano this past summer. Enjoy.

The Tara Painting Pt. 3


William Blake once wrote…




I am an artist. It is my life. I am a dreamer, it feeds my art. I have been at times ridiculed by friends and family for my choice of role, I did not choose it, it came to me in a dream. I recently came across and young ladies blog, or should I say young adult, I read a few of her entries, one on dreams, and the other an entry about her 18th birthday. There were a lot of similarities in her story that immediately clicked with my own journey, on this planet, Earth. Over the years of making art, following my dream, or being in it, I have felt moments when I was discouraged. I have spent the bulk of my thirties making art, it has been my best friend, my girlfriend, my enemy and on occasion a total and utter nightmare. I am one who listens to dreams, because like Carl Jung discovered, dreams are filled with symbols, innate knowledge, call it wisdom, that has been passed on by our predecessors. I have made it part of my process to research these symbols, to listen to my dreams, and to listen to others dreams and than document them in my art. There are too many parallels to be ignorant of the fact that dreams are as important, if not more important, than waking life. When I look at my friends and family, who in most cases did not choose to listen, or follow their dreams, and who find it hard to appreciate that I am and always have, I wonder, why? This can make for a difficult path, one where I find myself continuously inundated by ridicule, ignorance and in some cases jealousy. I have been taken advantage of, case in point my magic bus, Big Hau. For the record my path choice or my intention to be ‘in it’ has never once been one of malevolence, nor has it been one of making others jealous, quite the contrary. I feel that I was put on Earth to do what I do which is to make art, as frustrating as it can be at times, and don’t even get me started about the politics of the artworld or people’s inability or fear of opening up and letting an artist, such as myself, take them on a journey, that is my JOB, remember. I know that artists before me took their role as artist quite seriously, and not in a way that means they payed their bills on time, climbed the ladder of success, drove the newest Ferrari, or even behaved as adults, no, these individuals felt the responsibility of the artist was to create a reality that is somewhat invisible, or at least a world that most don’t see because they are caught up, either in themselves, and their misery, or they are chasing what they think is a dream, when in reality it is an illusionary dream that was told to them and undiscovered by themselves. In short, they stopped listening to themselves. This might seem heavy, but the fact is most people, and even some so called artists, have completely ignored the fact that there are some people, though not many, who are or were dreamers, and who made their dreams a reality, and some to the highest of levels. Martin Luther King rings a bell, as does Salvador Dali, Frida Kahlo, and Mark Rothko, William Blake, to name a few. These artists walked a path few would take, let alone could they even imagine it, and probably because they were just unable to, because it takes a special type of person to do so, and hence the role of the artist, and I will goes a far as to say modern day shaman. It is in my opinion not something to be dismissed. When I paint I do not paint wallpaper, I paint dreams, imagination and ethereal dreamtime astral mentalverses, a lot of words and I’ll let you disseminate what it means. I have attached some works of recent years that are in the ballpark of this entry and my words. To all the dreamers out there, keep dreaming, and bring those dreams into fruition, nearly every inventor and interesting trail blazing pioneer managed to make some incredible marks on this planet, some completely off the hook, and in those cases usually ostracized by friends, family and peers. The transition from child to young adult to adult does not have to be a story that is ore determined, fate if you will, I hope there are more dreams to come and I will add I hope to bare witness to those dreams becoming a reality, well, that would make my existence.
Also a link to a blogger named clmkiller!
FotoMahaloness Dreamtime work, I have decided it to provide titles, I will write about these works when the time is right and will include the titles and all of that fun stuff. Mahaloness and dream on.







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staying true

Staying true to the artist way is the hardest thing especially when dealing with the critics and those who think they lead the way. My only advice is stay true to you and let the other stuff be as it may, it’s not always easy and that’s the price to be paid.
Foto Mahaloness: Recent art made from building materials and scrap, transformed into new meaningful artwork, reflection of the spirit of Akoni and Paia, Maui. The paintings were made during peak spirit hours, 9 pm til 5 am, similar to the spirit drawings of the late William Blake. The drawings made at a coffee shop in true Bohemian style. With the exception of the drawings it is interesting to note that my style has changed quite radically from 6 months ago, I have been using aerosol, found pens on ground, and stencils that I doodled and than cut with a razor knife, made in a backyard, between the ocean, Lady Pacifica, and the cane fields that take up so much real estate on Maui, the trippy thing is that if it wasn’t the cane fields, it would most likely be a development of condos and malls, what a fascinatingly strange world we live in! It is in this zone that the restless spirits of Maui travel, and if you are in a weak state can cause misery. Who knows who they are, it really depends on what you know, and how you see history.