If you’ve noticed a lot has changed in the last few days here at http://www.wendiknape.com. Let’s call it an experiment. I’ve combined both parts of my life that I love. Writing and WjK ARTiSAN DESiGNS.
I’m still writing romance, but I’ve now added my new business to the site. And with that said I wanted to showcase both. So, if you’d like to take a tour you’ll find some different drop-down menus and a lot more of my art under the WjK ARTiSAN DESiGN title on the menu. A side note, there’s a sale for Valentine’s Day on http://www.wjkartisandesigns.com through the 11th.
My plan is to change up the blogging from time to time. Romance versus my inspiration for my art so you can see where my ideas come from on both spectrums. I’m excited to bring those to you all. And maybe you’ll see an inspirational quote here and there that keeps me going when I’m in a creative stupor.
I hope you’ll join me.
I’ve always had a hard time drawing faces. I knew there was something that was misaligned in my brain that wasn’t connecting with my artistic side. I’ve been doing some form of art since I was small. Frustrated and disheartened, I just stayed away from drawing people, because whenever I tried, what I did attempt came out scary looking. I mean scary. The eyes were always too big or close together, the lips looked like they could crawl off the page on their own, or the nose was a mass of disproportioned curls.
“Brain, this is hand and eyes. Now get your shit together and do it right this time!”
It wasn’t until I started art journaling and came across a video on Pinterest–you can see all my pins here–that I connected the dots. The signals my brain was sending to my eyes and hands were seeing things the way they should be. I was able to understand what I was missing. It’s not that I needed the faces I drew to be perfect. I just wanted to get better at drawing them and Dina Wakley finally had a system that clicked for me. I never did have a class in school about drawing people. I have a degree in Architectural Design and a life drawing class was required, but none broke it down so simply, the way she did. I can’t imagine why I’ve never gotten the gist of it before now. The professor in the life drawing class never broke down the areas of the body into the proportions that normally could be observed in the curriculum. If I remember, back to my high school days, a teacher did go over facial proportions, but at that age or time, nothing seemed to stick with me. Here is a sketch that I did before I watched the video. Occasionally, I’ll try drawing a face again. This was the result. Brace yourself because it is ghastly.
These next two are after the video. I wanted to see if I could draw something taken from an actual photo, which is the first one. The second one I wanted to have more of an illustration than realistic light to the image. Can you guess which emotions are depicted in the two below?
If you’re interested in the video that I viewed of Dina Wakley you can view it below.
As we come to the end of another year I can’t believe how the wind has carried the days away.
As a writer I always wish for just another minute or a little more quiet, but I have to work with what I’m given. That’s two boisterous pre-teens, a husband who I couldn’t live without, and a house that I have to pay attention to sometimes. I wouldn’t want any of them falling to ruin.
Looking forward into 2015, I’ve set some aggressive goals. I’m not looking to the concept of resolutions because they can be broken. Instead, I’m making a change in the way I balance my work, focusing on my writing in a way I never have and pushing hard to finish and submit my romance novel to agents. Fitting my passion to draw and paint into my life through art journaling and getting paint on canvas, which I plan to do properly this time around, is another area I’ll be focusing.
I’m nervous. How can I not be? Publishing one of the romances swirling around in my imagination is something I want to happen. I’m not going to let the fear of failure get in the way. It’s not the rejection letter I fear. My fear is the insecurity in my ability to write well. Not story, but grammar. Ah, yes. The dreaded comma, semi-colon, or the past participle, are my nemesis. There are mistakes lurking in the pages of my manuscripts, but I can’t let my insecurity that I won’t find them land me in front of an impassable stop sign. So, I keep moving forward, do the best I can and get query letters ready to send.
In the coming days I’m setting fear aside, writing the romance stories I want to share and taking my art to new heights. I hope you’ll keep watch with me and see where I land as I let myself fly.