I opened my eyes to the world on a winter solstice morning in the Loess Hills of southwest Iowa. Pretty ordinary baby boomer growing up in a herd of kids where every house on the block had a small herd as well. We roamed more than kids do now. Messing around is a good thing. Time to dream.
My creative spirit was evident with an active imagination and I would spend hours as a child reading/drawing/coloring/watching. As an adult, after raising children and a busy career in nursing, I began to work on my creative side by taking classes with John Miller. The opportunity to make art is a childhood dream come true that took dedication and daily practice.. It was difficult, at first, to present myself as an artist to the world. But I have learned to fail and keep making art. I'm as proud of the art that never leaves the studio as those that sell. Every piece has a story, every piece is my gift to the world. My art resides in homes and businesses around the globe but the point is still to just make art. Every day.
My love of nature - whether it is watching birds feeding on the wall outside the kitchen window, contemplating the locust tree standing guard, or gazing into the sky provides inspiration. Life is full of surprises and every art piece has surprised me along its way. Those surprises are the best and make the piece its own.
As a predominantly abstract painter inspired by nature and landscape, my goal is to capture the feeling, the energy and the bring it to the viewer, giving a renewed sense of hope and inspiration.
My message to the world is make something, write something, hug the universe. Be you.
As Cindy faced adulthood, creating art was laid aside for the practicalities of raising children and pursuing a nursing career. The call to create found it's outlet in making both home and garden her seasonal canvas. As time went on, Cindy took a leap back into painting and began studying with John Miller a renowned artist in Omaha(NE). Still working as a nurse, Cindy began to paint more and more in her home studio.
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Her creative spirit began to seed itself while observing and experiencing nature but a love of reading fueled an active imagination. Cindy would spend many hours as a child reading/drawing/coloring/watching. And this is still true today. She would rather be reading/drawing/coloring/watching than anything else!
Trees at Midnight
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Cindy Rae opened her eyes to the world on a winter solstice morning in the Loess Hills of southwest Iowa. She was the second daughter and third child of Mary and Erv, who soon added five more children to their catholic clan. Cindy spent the first three years of her life on the farm of her birth but since has been a "city kid'. Many weekends and summers were spent visiting and keeping in touch with relatives in the surrounding farming communities. It was the freedom of being on the farm that developed Cindy's love of nature and lifelong belief that chickens can be mean! The experience with mean chickens likely inspired her dedication to meditation and promoting kindness in this world.
Retiring from nursing led to another step into the art world as Cindy applied and was accepted into The Artists' Cooperative Gallery in Omaha where she is an active member. She participates in local exhibits with Omaha Artists Inc. has showings in area businesses and operates a studio in the Omaha-Council Bluffs (IA) metro area Hot Shops Art Center. In addition, she was selected to participate in the National Herbert Hoover Museum exhibit and has judged the high school art competition for the U.S. Congress.
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Cindy's love of nature - whether it is watching the birds feeding on the wall outside the kitchen window, contemplating the locust tree standing guard over the backyard habitat, gazing into the sky on a walk or visiting the mountains - provides ongoing inspiration. You might describe her as an abstract painter whose use of nature and landscape can lead you down a path of recognition. Her hope is you will stop long enough to allow that bit of recognition to transport the viewer to see something she didn't see, giving you a renewed sense of hope and inspiration.