Ch. 14 of The Adventures of Infinity & Negativa

Day 7

This painting comes from chapter 14 of my second novel, The Adventures of Infinity and Negativa. At the end of the previous chapter, the main character, Nuru, has just drowned in the Caribbean Ocean, off the coast of Honduras while attending a 24-hour, underground music beach party. The title characters, Infinity and Negativa are twin fantasy mathematical sisters who reside in Nuru’s head. The twins, who always start off every chapter, experience, debate, and riff their own scenes based on Nuru’s reality. In this painting, only their silhouettes are shown. Infinity has the waist-long dreadlocks and Negativa wears an Afro.

“Where are we?” Negativa asked.

            Infinity slowed down her random spinning along three axes. “We’re in the quantum matrix of choices.”

            Negativa frowned. “Quantum? As in ‘How I want a drink, alcoholic of course, after the heavy lectures involving quantum mechanics’?”

            Infinity chuckled, which increased her spinning. “No, although that pi mnemonic does use the word ‘quantum.’”

            Negativa shrugged her shoulders in confusion.

            “Each word in that sentence contains the same number of letters, representing the first fifteen numbers in pi: 3.14159265358979.”

            “Enough with the mumbo-jumbo. Just take me back to Sunjam.”

            Infinity raised her hand and illuminated the twelve pathways leading back to the beach party. “You have all these variations to choose from.”

            “What are the outcomes?”

            Infinity wagged her finger. “We’re not allowed to know the outcome before we take the pathway.”

            “That’s a load of crap.” Negativa narrowed her eyes. “How do humans decide?”

            Infinity’s spinning angular velocity sped up as she lost control. “You want to know human opinion?”

            “I know they’re a bunch of fuckwits, but how do they go about choosing a pathway?”

            “Well, some are so controlled they make very few of their own choices, others avoid choosing their own pathways at all costs. A few analyze patterns, then decide, while many analyze then pray for divine intervention to help guide them.”

            “In other words, they’re irrational. Just as I’ve always thought.” Negativa cocked an eyebrow and put her hands on her hips. “I’m taking this pathway.” She slid back to the beach.

            Infinity stopped spinning and followed her sister.

Nuru’s eyes bulged open and she spat up puke. Homero turned her on her side. Ocean water and vomit stung the back of her throat.

“Welcome back to the land of the living.” He rubbed between her shoulder blades until she finished coughing.

The small crowd applauded. Through the spaces between various pairs of legs, the ocean, which had swallowed her whole, mocked her distress with its tranquil lapping against the shore. She put her head between her knees, more to hide her face than to breathe easier.

“What’s going on?”

Nuru’s head snapped up. The ferocity of Strug’s expression, directed at Homero, softened when he switched his attention to her. She reached up to embrace him. He bent down to hug her.

Strug whispered, “It’s OK, baby.”

“I’m hungry.”

“I’ll take you back to the hammock and bring you some food.”

Her heart seized. “No, don’t leave me. Let’s go together.” She stood on shaky legs. Strug’s strong arm secured her.

“Take good care of our girl,” Homero said to Strug.

Strug’s arm flexed around her torso. “I got this.” He parted the crowd, divided the beats within the music, and made room for her to exist.

With slacken jaw and unfocused eyes, Nuru put one foot in front of the other within the protective bubble. The presence of her pendant comforted her. The surrounding commotion blurred by at a hundred kilometers per second as she drifted through it. Strug guided her to sit down and handed her a plato tipico.

His hands enveloped the sides of her face. “I’m going right over there to get lemonade. You can watch me the whole time, OK?”

She nodded. He kissed her forehead and joined the drink line.

“Aw that was sweet,” Lauren cooed, startling Nuru. “Damn girl, what the hell happened to you?” She sat down and picked debris out of Nuru’s hair. “Can I have some fries? Thanks.” She stuffed a few into her mouth.

“You…did…this…to…me.” Nuru’s words dragged out.

“Did what?”

“Tried to kill me. What did you mix in with that herb?”

Lauren screamed laughing. “Girl, if I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t be sitting here alive.”

Nuru broke a small piece of grilled meat and wrapped it into a torn piece of tortilla and nibbled.

“You definitely look like you’ve returned from the dead, though.” She helped herself to more fries. “Y’know that man of yours is something else.”

Hotness rushed through Nuru. Rapid blinking cleared the fog. “Is that what this shit’s about? You want my man?”

“Hmpf! Y’know I’ve learned the hard way that men are a dime a dozen. Money, on the other hand, that’s what makes things happen.”

“I don’t owe you anything.”

“That’s what you keep saying, but I don’t remember ever turning you away in your times of need.”

“So much for that. I ended up dropping out of college anyway.”

“All the education you need, you learned on the pole. We both did.”

Nuru shot a glance to Strug, who’d struck up a conversation with the other people in the drink line, then back to Lauren. “There aren’t any poles on this island.”

“Everything’s a pole. Haven’t you learned that by now, Miss College Dropout? There’s always pussy for sell.” She seductively circled a crisp French fry around her mouth before biting it in half and winking at Nuru.

Strug returned to the table with three large plastic cups of lemonade.

“Thanks. Just what the doctor ordered.” Lauren reached for a cup, gulped half of it down, and then stood up. “Well, I’m off to go with the flow. Catch you later.” She patted Nuru on the head and blew Strug a kiss.

The 14th Painting’s Done

Day 7

In the 14th painting, the twins have entered the quantum matrix of choices. Sometimes, abstract things are harder to depict. Having the freedom to show something any way I want to means that it’s challenging for me to narrow down the choices. Within the chapter, I talk about the “pathways.” I knew I’d depict those pathways as unpainted lines.

The hardest part was deciding what the rest of the painting would look like. I thought  a matrix should be primordially simple. But not like a black hole, sucking things in. More like a place full of energy and possibility. Didn’t take too much time to come up with a vagina. And since it should be full of light, the twins must be silhouettes.  As a matter of fact, painting the twins all in black made creating number 14 the quickest one I’ve completed since I didn’t have to get the fine details of body parts “correct.” As soon as I learn how to apply that lesson to future paintings, without making them all silhouettes, that’s going to put me at the next plateau.

In addition to that, I’ll have to get more serious with the manuscript. I think I know what needs to be done: edit more than a few sections daily. I need to discipline myself to read at least two chapters at once. That way I can tighten up the story.

All 14

Infinity & Negativa Rejoice

Infinity & Negativa Rejoice

Back in April, The George Washington Carver Museum sent an email, calling all local artists to pick up some supplies to participate in its annual fundraiser to support their educational program. The supplies included a 12″ x 12″ canvas, a packet of 3 paintbrushes and 4 giant tubes of acrylic paint. The only given supply I used was the canvas since oil is my preferred medium.

I sketched out a headshot of the title characters from The Adventures of Infinity & Negativa. I wanted extra practice painting those twins. Plus, given the smaller canvas size and the fact I’d not paint any limbs, hands, fingers, or toes, I’d finish in a week.

I underestimated their smiles. I selected two models with different smiles of Google images. I discovered my bias to paint smiles the way I thought they should be rather than how they were in reality. For example, I struggled the most with Negativa’s smile, the woman with the red lipstick. Originally, her lips formed the same shape as Infinity’s. Then I painted all her teeth straight across rather than in an arc. The only way I could correct her row of upper teeth was by painting the trapezoidal black space between her teeth.

Once I had the lips and space correct, the big challenge was to paint the underside of her molars. I could have saved myself a lot of grief by not having their heads tilted up, but I loved the idea that the twins weren’t merely smiling at a camera or for the painter. With their heads tilted and eyes looking up, they are clearly enjoying something: fireworks, aerial dancers, a concert, the bats leaving from under the S. Congress bridge….

I spent a full week reworking their smiles. To a lesser extent, I redid their skin. I had the haughty ambition to put an orgasmic glow on their face. I settled for  an attractive, even complexion. After all, there was only so much battle I cared to wage with a painting I intended to donate.

This experience has inspired me to do more Infinity and Negativa headshots. I like the idea of just focusing on facial features. Of course, that will be after I complete the 16 storyboards. I’ve got three more to go, but in order to finish, I’ll have to complete the manuscript.  That, however, is a different battle.

Lucky #13

Day 11

In this adventure, the twins are stretching “rubberband time.” I love how an abstract idea becomes tangible in their mathematical world. Compensates the fact that the action poses seem a bit off due to the length of their limbs. Nonetheless, I’m pleased with how it turned out along with the fact that it took me only 10 days to complete it.

All 13

After finishing the twelfth painting, I finally came to the conclusion that instead of having 24 paintings, 16 would do. At least until I finish transforming the story. I’m devouring craft books to improve my writing as quickly as possible. So far, I’ve deleted around twenty thousand words and I’ve barely added anything. I spend my time deleting what doesn’t belong and working out the kinks.

I’ve never bought into the idea of “writer’s block” and the latest craft book suggests that the main two sources of block is either stubbornness/fear or not writing in the correct POV/verb tense. As far as my stubbornness is concerned, I’m willing to edit the story any way it needs to be edit with the glaring exception of the story boards.

Once I complete a painting, it’s in the story. I feel my obligation is to write around the paintings to make the story match since I’m not going to cut a painting, the order of the paintings or dramatically change the text from  the essence of the painting. Besides, for someone who doesn’t set out to plot out much, I use these paintings as the backbone of the story. As such, I hope they’re strong enough to guide  and ground me.

My Durty Dozen

All 12

As I walk past my gallery wall, I have a sense of pride and satisfaction to see a complete set of 12. Actually, it’s a half complete set of a possible 24. At this point, only the first 12 chapters of The Adventures of Infinity & Negativa are in place. Note how I don’t say “completed.”

The painting portion of this creative endeavor is far more tangible and set than the written part. As a matter of fact, I’m so efficient in my painting, now that I’ve transformed my life to accommodate my art, I must hustle to revamp the subsequent chapters before I can paint them.

Day 10

Not that I’m complaining. This situation gives me extra motivation to complete the manuscript.
The 12th painting shows the twins floating in the water, daydreaming. I didn’t attempt to submerge part of their body in the ocean since I figured I wouldn’t pull it off. Yet, I represented everything they talked about while floating in the ocean. Another thing that I didn’t pull off well was Negativa’s body. Instead of looking like her body extends into the horizon, she looks like a little person. At some point, I’ll learn how to sketch and paint things in perspective.

All the hard work I put into cutting out leaflets for the marijuana leaf paid off. Prepping this canvas took the longest time because of that leaf and the wave. Yet, in the end, this canvas captures the essence of chapter 12. If all goes according to plan, this chapter will also represent a turning point in the story.

Roberson’s 11

Day 9

The combination of one scene and daily progress has allowed me to complete the 11th painting of The Adventures of Infinity & Negativa series after only nine days.  I’m optimistic about finishing the entire series by the end of 2014 if not sooner.

I tried a few new things such as playing more with perspective, shading and highlights in the form of sunlight beaming in. Like most of my first attempts, I’ve got a lot of room for improvement. What I like the most about this painting is that I captured the twins in natural-looking body positions. Clearly, Infinity is excited about the sunrise and Negativa still wants to sleep, sunrise be damned.

Moreover, I’m still learning my lesson about being a minimalist. I included just enough elements to suggest the setting and avoided cluttering the scene. In reality, two women should have luggage, clothes and stuff all over the room and on the night table. Yet, since these are fantasy characters, reality does not have its grips on them.

All 11

Some days, I lost myself in painting for three hours. Inevitably, I will get a telecommuting job and will have less time to dedicate to my own artistic pursuits. As much as possible, I will maintain a daily painting practice and not agonize over every brushstroke. The main stopper will be the weather since I paint on my balcony, using natural light.

Earlier in the week, we experienced a freakish cold front. I bundled up, put my canvas on the balcony while I sat in the warmer confines of my apartment. I angled the canvas so the wind would not whisk it away and painted as much of the background as I could. I’ve developed the habit of checking the temperature for the day so I can maximize the most pleasant time of the day in order to paint.

While I get the painting routine and technique groove down, perhaps I should settle on a plot so I can finish the manuscript as well?

Perfect 10th Painting

Day 18

For the first time since working on this series, I’ve enjoyed the daily progression of this canvas. The underlying beauty of it lie in the precise measurements I made when sketching the angles of the room. I put the protractor directly onto the picture so I’d leave very little to chance or “artistic ability” when creating the inner space.

The outside of the building was intentionally simple: blue sky, tan sand. As a matter of fact, the only purpose of the outside was to define the inside. This was also accomplished by taping off the section that represented the dive shop building.

I painted just enough things in the shop to suggest where the twins were without getting too bogged down with trying to depict everything that is mentioned in that excerpt from The Adventures of Infinity and Negativa.

When I chose the pictures to represent the twins, I especially looked for body movement. More challenging, but definitely the right call. Actually, I’ve attempted to do that in every painting. The body parts are in better proportion this time.

All 10

Now I can paint every day, weather permitting. I expect to have this wall filled with all the chapter storyboards by the end of the year. Hopefully, I will have the WIP completed by then. I’ve been slashing all the fluff lately without adding much. Once I have it streamlined to the essential parts, I’m banking on the fact that the story will be easier to complete. In the meantime, the adventure of bringing the twins to life continues!

Chapter Nine’s Done!

Day 21

Chapter 9’s storyboard painting took a little longer than I’d anticipated due to the battle of the icy cold weather, preventing me from going out onto the balcony some weekend days. My favorite weather-related term during that time was “thunder sleet,” which sounds like an anime character.

Another thing that consumed my time was picking up a part-time writing job, which was more challenging than I thought it would be. Fantastic learning curve, yet I could only work on that project during the weekend, which took priority over painting.

Nonetheless, I knew one of my spring break goals, other than recruiting artists for The Austin Writers Roulette, was finishing this painting. I painted nearly every day during vacation. At times, I spent two hours on the balcony during one setting. Although I know I’m becoming a better painter, I cannot help but be disappointed about how certain parts of the canvas looks, especially Infinity’s dreads in the 5th and 6th circles and the unattractiveness of the arms. I’m getting better at painting fingers, but not the overall hand. I’ve simplified how I paint the noses, which is great because I spend even less time agonizing over it.

All 9

Another thing I enjoy is playing with the boundaries of the “storyboard” format. Clearly, each individual painting has a story behind it. The first one has the clearest story, but is the worst painted. The fourth one perhaps has the second clearest narrative, but the rest need the text. I’m certainly not allowing my lack of skills stop me from rendering a scene. Seems with each painting, I’m upping the skill ante. Perhaps that’s why I don’t seem to make much progress with body parts when I spend so much time on the novel things, such as that magnifying glass or green skin.

For the next canvas, I have to draw/paint many inanimate objects found in a diving shop. I can already feel myself getting swamped in the details. Something to look forward to!

NYE 2013

bathtub cooler

One of my friends, who is a professional event planner, planned our New Year’s Eve celebration. She used her hotel points to secure our double room downtown. Some of us came from out of town, but those of us who lived in Austin forgot to bring a cooler.  Since we had two joining double rooms, we used one shower as a cooler and the other for showering.

me w:pink hat & wink

I learned the “rule” about taking pictures: raise the camera above the subject so that she appears slimmer.

me w:pink hat

 Even though the other women had referred to me as “skinny,” I appreciated the slimming effect of a higher angle after a week and a half of Dionysian celebration.

me w:tiara 3

With 7 women staying together, we had a good time getting ready and taking pictures. At one point, I wondered if we would leave the hotel to celebrate with other people.

Bridget w:pink hat
bedshot 4
boot bling

Once we got out of our room, we had to take group pictures.  We all sported boot bling and asked a guy to take a picture of our boots. At first, the guy got real excited because he thought we’d asked him to take a picture of our “boobs.” Dream on! He hastily re-aimed the camera for this blurry shot.

group Xtree shot

We took two cabs to a honky tonk bar. We arrived around 9:30, which was far too early for a good crowd, but since we were a group of 7, we brought the noise. Plus, we got three excellent tables in the middle of two bar areas and the mechanical bull.

bullriding rules
me on bull

The last time I’d ridden a mechanical bull, I was 27 and teaching in South Korea, riding for free since the operator liked the way my flying dreadlocks drew in the crowd. I got another free “ride” this time around as well since the bull wasn’t moving for this action shot. Actually, it tilted down when I mounted it since I started the whole pose-on-the-bull event. As you can see from the background, we were the only people in the club.

Debra on bull
Nikki on bull 2
Sonia on bull
Tina on bull
Wendy on bull
Bridget on bull
arm wrestling

Another photo op we took was at the arm wrestling table. Again, since we beat the crowd, we had to entertain ourselves as best we could.

taking a shot

I’m not a “shot” person, but I participated in the first round and took one sip of the subsequent ones, passing the rest off to a friend to finish.

mudslide drinking

I stuck mostly to mudslides. In this picture, I’m sipping a mudslide and sporting my earplugs since the live band started playing at 11 pm.

Leo & me

One of my friends showed up just before midnight.  Thank goodness because with a posse of 7 women, we needed more men to dance with.

Bridget & Leo
Tina bouncer & me
Day 16

 One of my goals during the two-week winter break was to complete my eighth “The Adventures of Infinity and Negativa” painting, which happened today. Just in time to face school tomorrow.  I knew that my present abilities would not freehand a good outline of Utila Island. So I printed a map of the island, photocopied it on a transparency and projected it onto the canvas to trace.

The biggest challenge for completing this canvas was not my busy schedule, but the cold weather. If the temperature was in the mid 50s, I’d put on a jacket and go out to paint.  Anything lower than that stopped me from painting on my balcony, my preferred environment.

At the risk of being my own worst critic, I think the Caribbean water is too green-looking, but I love how the ladies look.  Practice does make a difference. I attended an art opening last night and I got some ideas about how to do the eyes and fingers differently.

All 8

Here are my 8 “babies.”  I’m so proud of them all. I’m about a third of the way done with the series.  The two tricks will be to complete the other two-thirds by the end of the year along with the manuscript. Wow, there it is, my year-end goals!

Seven “Sisters”

Day 18

Thanks to the recent warm up yesterday, I finished the seventh painting in “The Adventures of Infinity and Negativa” series. The most challenging part of creating this painting was detailing the numbers. Although their bodies have slight errors in anatomical proportions, Infinity and Negativa have a variety of facial expressions and body positions.  I didn’t even bother to consult the Word doc of the pictures that I assembled to sketch the body positions once I started painting.

As much as possible, I’m trying to simplify my routine and focus more on putting paint to canvas. With at least thirteen more canvases to go, I still optimistically believe that my painting skills will improve by virtue of practice. Moreover, since the paintings represent the works of the main character, Nuru, I don’t need to focus so much on the formality of improving my painting skills.  In that respect, the paintings need to be incorporated into the narrative more.

All 7

Each painting represents the opening of a chapter, but I need to write the non-fantasy characters talking about Nuru’s paintings more. There are a few references, but as much work as I’m putting into this aspect of the book, I’ve got to make more of them–other than expanding my home gallery collection.