Wendy's career was with children, working in homes, hospitals, and preschools. She was also an entrepreneur - starting her own school, and also became a self taught poet, and a photographer. She yearned to do everything creative...almost to her own frustration...and sometimes felt isolated from these so called professions. A (fine artist) friend wrote this touching empathetic poem to her:
I know artists whose medium is life itself, and who express the inexpressible without brush, pencil, chisel, or guitar. They neither paint, nor dance. Their medium is Being. Whatever their hand touches has increased life. They see and don't have to draw.They are the artists of being alive.This, to the truest artist I know.