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A pattern born from shadow. A form shaped by frequency.
Manifest Frequency
The Cloudhatch is a shading pattern. But also—a presence.
At first, it whispered itself into my lines. Then it began to speak—through flow, through form,
through frequency. It emerged not as an idea, but as something already waiting to be seen.
The Cloudhatch is more than technique. It's a visual whisper from higher consciousness—
vibrational beings made visible through curled lines and shapes, cleaving the surface into
two or more dimensions.
This page isn’t just about pattern. It’s about the discovery of a visual language—the way certain
forms call you into their world, and how, if you listen closely, they begin to unfold through your
hand, your mind, your memory.
Origin Story
The Cloudhatch first revealed itself in 2015. But when I look back further, I see it was always there—
tucked in the margins of my early drawings, nested in raw ornamentation, waiting to be claimed.
I was sorting years of sketchbooks, sharpening my eyes, categorizing my work. That’s when I noticed
a familiar rhythm—recurring shapes surfacing across time. It had no name yet. But it had presence.
At the same time, I was exploring pointillism and crosshatching. In the convergence of technique,
observation, and intuition—the Cloudhatch fully arrived. I started to use it deliberately, first as a shading tool.
The moment was marked in a threefold rendering of the same gesture—a visual declaration:
Classic Shaded. Pointillism. Cloudhatched
The “V” sign was intentional: a gesture of peace and signal of arrival.
The Cloudhatch comes in peace.
What began as a background pattern soon claimed the canvas entirely.
The line—once soft as cloud—became fire, lightning, wood, water. It came alive.
Its frequency fully surfaced in the physical realm.
Symbol & Frequency
The Cloudhatch is a pattern, but also a vibration.
Sometimes it flows around a subject. Sometimes it becomes the subject.
At times, it rests in the margins. At others, it claims the entire field.
Each piece is its own manifestation—sometimes animalistic,
sometimes purely energetic or simply…presence.
Though it began as shading, the Cloudhatch started guiding the composition itself.
It revealed depth. Contrast. Flow. It showed up not only in the work, but through it—
and began showing something back to me.
It doesn’t “speak” in the literal sense. But I feel it ripple—through me,
around me, across objects, moods, moments.
"It’s the ether caught in form"
Elemental Forms
Emerging from the Void: The Five Frequencies
The Cloudhatch didn’t stay singular. Five elemental forms emerged,
each flowing into the next in an eternal cycle.
It began as cloud. Then cloud turned ecstatic—
Became lightning. Lightning struck wood,
Wood burned into fire, Fire was extinguished by water,
And water vaporized back to cloud.
Cloud → Lightning → Wood → Fire → Water → Cloud
These aren’t fixed categories—they’re invitations. Each frequency carries
elemental resonance, emotional tone, and metaphysical weight:
•Cloudhatch — imaginative, playful, magical, airy
•Waterhatch — flowing, deep, intuitive, refreshing
•Firehatch – intense, purifying, passionate, alive
•Woodhatch – grounding, fertile, absorbing, stable
•Lightninghatch – energetic, wild, ecstatic, charged
Sometimes it moves like wind. Other times, it rises like heat from the soil.
The form doesn’t declare itself—it reveals.
Style Variants
These forms echo nature’s cycle and appear in different treatments:
Hollow lines, Solid fills, Fractal layers—Cloudhatched Cloudhatch Cloudhatch Styles
Creative Process
Some pieces begin with a continuous, flowing line—a cleave between light and shadow.
Others evolve into more advanced forms: Outline Flow, Filled Duality, Directional Line Fill—
Horizontal in light, Vertical in dark, Cloudhatched Cloudhatch—a fractal loop of its own form.
The more complex the composition, the more refined the process. Especially when integrating
the Cloudhatch into existing compositions—like characters, sceneries, or symbolic depictions.
Before settling, I often print multiple A3 drafts. I test the flows. I listen. Usually, the right one
shows up in the first take—but exploring variations opens unexpected paths.
Even in digital finishing, the line leads. I follow.
Codex of the Cloudhatch
Eventually, it became clear: this wasn’t a motif.
It was a language. And it needed a codex.
Cloudhatching: The #cloudhatch book is part declaration, part documentation.
A visual manifesto. Not made for trend or clout—but because this pattern
deserved to be seen, understood, and remembered.
The book contains personal backstory, anecdotes, and a curated collection
of Cloudhatch work—informative, but intimate.
A book of forms, frequencies, and flows.
A visual vocabulary. Chaotic harmony, in print.
The diary of mind, conversation with the spirit. Words set free to breathe When the mind filled with storms of questions, I wrote and wrote to let the flood escape—turning inner dialogue into visible traces. Writing, reflecting, letting go—the words as both guide and release. Meditation and contemplation shape each piece, transforming inner clutter into structured expression. Personal, emotional, sometimes chaotic—but always transformative. A diary of release, a therapy of letting go. Heart to sleeve, sleeve to page.
Fragments that found each other. Glued fragments forming unexpected constellations. Exploration through cutouts, isolated elements reborn in new stories. Each collage is a recombination, a resonance of previously unrelated pieces finding harmony. A pile of damaged books started my process of isolating elements that resonated with me, saving what still vibrated with life. While doing so, the elements starting vibrating with each other. Some pieces found their partners immediately, others waited years before joining in final composition. One fragment of a cat, found its destiny years later—reborn in a martial arts uniform, standing guard to protect the palace. View the collage "Protect Your Palace" Another fragment of airplane wings, now soaring across a Martian sky—greeted by a curious alien, levitating cross-legged beyond the glass, as if the voyage itself had been waiting for their arrival. View the collage "What's Going On?" Collage became alchemy: chance, instinct, and patience— the slow stitching of fragments into equilibrium.
Radiance Unbound. Visions bursting outward.
The light within radiates outwards—a solar flare of imagination, expanding
past the boundaries of the self. This series is a meditation in motion:
to open, to leap, to surrender to vision.
It is the sky after the storm of thought,
when the horizon widens and we remember the infinite.
Each piece encouraging openness, creativity, and transcendence.
Mind as cosmos, spirit as flame.
In the beginning was the word. Meanings is an ode to language as vibration— air transformed to sound, thought crystallized into symbol. Small as air, yet vast as galaxies, a word carries vibration, intent, power. It can form both weapon and blessing. One word can wound, one word can heal. They are symbols, and tools for transformation. Writing becomes drawing, language becomes image— a sacred play between sense and shape. Expressions isolating and elevating language into universal art. Meanings is an ongoing practice: to honor the word, to remember its power.
Meanings. The word, a distinct meaningful element of speech or writing, used with
others (or sometimes alone) to form a sentence, name, expression, designation.
-"Be as good as one's word"
-1 Peter 1:25 but the word of the Lord endures forever."
And this is the word that was preached to you.
Nature’s brushstroke, the essence of letting go.
Branches, and blooms distilled into essential forms,
capturing the life force in motion.
Nature simplified into gesture.
The journey and essence of the tree laid down in a brushstroke.
The petals released, carried by the flow of the wind.
A time to bloom, and a time to wither.
These works are not botanical studies, but essences—flashes of fragrance,
light, and vitality. Tributes to the cycles of life, to color and breath,
to growth’s quiet persistence, reaching toward the sun.
Trails of becoming.
Each life is a voyage through the vastness of existence—leaving trails of color,
vibration, and memory. We travel through life as visitors, bodies as vessels,
paths as spirals through space. Every step leaves an unseen frequency,
a trail of circles overlapping into clouds of memory.
What do we leave behind in our wake? Fruits of joy, ruins of sorrow,
or simply the resonance of having passed through?
Visual Voyage
Spacetrails envisions these paths as glowing frequencies—arcs of energy
marking our time on earth and beyond. The ship becomes the body, the
vessel of our journey; the trails become echoes of our presence, lingering
long after we pass. Like constellations, these visual orbits remind us
that our choices, movements, and very being leave an imprint
—subtle, luminous, and unrepeatable.
The Breaking of Forms. Duality, detachment, and rebirth expressed visually. Pain, discomfort, and resilience are honored in brushstroke and form. Transformation is rarely gentle. It is rupture, discomfort, disintegration of the familiar—so that something unimagined may take form. This series honors the breaking and remolding of self. The storm before clarity, the scattering of old systems, the faith required to step into the unknown. They trace the alchemy of struggle and release, of dissolution and reformation. From pain to renewal, from fracture to re-formation, Transformation is not an end, but a cycle —an eternal process of becoming.
Transformation. From the Latin transformatio, the verb transformare, or
the old French transformer. A marked change in form, nature, or appearance.
A metamorphosis, evolution, mutation, revolution during the life cycle of a being.
-Trans from Latin trans ‘across‘ beyond. Through another state or place.
-Form from the Latin formare ‘to form’ and Latin forma ‘a mould or form’
A particular way in which a thing exists or appears. the visible shape, configuration.
Maps of subtle forces. Constellations of the Self. Across cultures and centuries, the stars have been maps—guiding sailors, marking time, and reflecting human longing for meaning. Zodiac translates these celestial codes into visual archetypes, weaving together cycles of twelve. The heavens divided, animals and symbols carved into stars. Western cycles of twelve months, Eastern cycles of twelve years— each a mirror of energies flowing through us. Stars as mirrors, archetypes of personality, fate, and rhythm. Western and Eastern zodiac systems converge in visual archetypes, connecting cosmos and human essence. Celestial signs merging, shifting, overlapping. The cosmic animal hidden inside human form. Not fate, but frequency. Not prediction, but presence. Zodiac is a reminder that we are constellations in motion, always carrying the stars within us. In dialogue with the sky— forever moving within greater cosmic choreography.
Zodiac. Via Latin from Greek zōidiakos, from zōidion
‘sculptured animal figure’, diminutive of zōion ‘animal’.
Late Middle English: from Old French zodiaque.
A belt of the heavens divided into respective position;
-In the west known as Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo,
Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, Pisces.
-In the east known as Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake,
Horse, Goat, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, Pig
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