JANNA VANDERVEEN

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The wind, the trees, All bend their knees As love flies next to me, Like lightest air It touches my hair And slowly wakens me. I sigh its name The soft refrain Like water, drenches me. Its eyes meet mine Warm flowers that shine And knows the depths of me. This garden of light Where lovers delight Has won the heart of me. ~ Janna Vanderveen

You flourish beneath my wings And your beauty shines. I call you my greatest treasure And I name you wonderful, For you are my beloved And your worth knows no bounds. ~ Janna Vanderveen This 16″x20″ painting was completed using Golden Acrylic paint, FW acrylic inks, Caran D’ache Neocolor II and Luminance Pencils, Derwent Inks, Tombow Markers, Ephemera, and Alcohol Inks.

As I was placing the final details on this painting, I had tears leaking down my cheeks. I’d been listening to a song on repeat for several hours and its words touched my heart, awakening a new vision of love in a powerful way. “No lie, no fear, no tragedy, could keep you from loving me. From the mountain, to the earth below, your mercy won’t let me go. How great, how… Read More

Mixed Media Painting | Penelope Bloom’s Ballerina Bunny Penelope Bloom has been on my mind again, along with her beloved toy bunny, reminding me of the purity and innocence of childhood. For a brief moment, I saw a Penelope Bloom bunny come to life, dancing in the light of the moon, free of everything that would weigh her down as she moved without constraints. Perhaps someday we will do the same. I… Read More

 I cannot begin to tell you how much fun it is to paint freely and forget all the rules.  This abstract painting was a study of Juliette Crane’s, “Wild and Free” course. It makes me think of winter, traveling, and the colors of Christmas. 

When starlight dances, It bequeaths pure light, Empowering fireflies, And princesses alike. It whispers of magic, It resonates might, It sings in the darkness, And transforms the night. ~ Janna Vanderveen

One of my favorite on-line art teachers is Tamara Laporte from willowing.org in South England. An accomplished artist and soon to be author, she has mastered the craft of creating whimsical characters on paper. She recently completed a series of paintings using only a few Tombow markers and some Caran d’ache neocolor crayons. I was intrigued by the simplicity of her supplies and the complexity of her pieces, and thought that I’d try to emulate her work. I had to… Read More

Even when the sun wanes, You are not alone, For in darkness, My love shines brightest for you. ~ Janna Vanderveen

Where science and fantasy meet, Imagination abounds. From the pixels, Pixies emerge, And beauty astounds. ~ Janna Vanderveen

Truth is the sorrow which lingers in my tears. Love is the compassion Which erases all your fears. You are not alone. You are not forgotten. ~ Janna Vanderveen

“She holds galaxies in her gaze and dreams life into existence.” ~ Janna Vanderveen My muse…Qinni. If you click on the word Qinni and follow the link, you will be taken to the artist’s YouTube page where you can watch a speed drawing of how the original artist drew this painting. This painting on my page, is my study of her painting, based on her speed drawing as a tutorial.

Our desire to create is fueled by the power of our imagination. We only need to observe a child playing to see that this is true. Take my daughter’s artwork as an example. Within this picture exists a story that only she can explain. If she’d sit still long enough, I’d pick her brain and unravel it, just to share it with you all. But she’s only five and wants to play outside. As a fantasy writer, I… Read More

The unhindered imagination of children produces the cutest things. Yesterday, my five-year-old daughter created this drawing of herself, with brown hair (she’s convinced that’s the color it will be when she’s older), and a red, rocket backpack. But most notably, she’s flying. At Disney World,  a shop assistant sprinkled fairy dust in my daughter’s hair and promised her that if she made a wish, it would come true. You can imagine what I was thinking as she spoke, my eyes large as I subtly… Read More