Dreamer. Giggler. Whimsical Folk and Pop Art Painter. American artist Cindy Davis is known for happy-go-lucky artwork that doesn’t take life too seriously.
Her popular painting style entertains and amuses collectors.
Collected worldwide, her paintings have shown in numerous solo and group exhibits.
Born and raised in Memphis, Tennessee, she has subsequently lived in Florida, Georgia, Arkansas. She currently resides in the beautiful Rocky Mountains of Colorado.
A self-taught artist, Davis holds a BS in Economics from the University of Tennessee.
View her Artist Resume for full information regarding exhibits and awards.
My Painting Story
My painting began as an act of rebellion. I did not harbor childhood dreams to become an artist. I actually never even considered myself creative or artistic while growing up.
For the better part of 15 years, I worked in the corporate world.
I spent the my day in a beige cubicle, with beige walls, huddled in front of a computer screen enclosed in beige plastic.
I worked hard and promotions arrived and responsibilities increased. And so did the stress.
To relieve my stress, I began looking for something to do that was:
and definitely NOT corporate.
I began to spatter and splash paint around in a corner of the living room. I really had no idea what I was doing.
Uncomfortable with creativity, this “painting” was sort of joke to me. I had always giggled at artists, and thought they needed to join the real world.
Soon I transformed our dining room into my studio. My journey had begun.
My family wasn’t sure what to think, but they went with it. I even brought a few early paintings to work and leaned them up against my beige cubicle walls.
I continued to paint. I read every art book that I could get my hands on. I began to explore color, texture, composition, and design.
I ran away
One day, with the support of my husband, I was able to run away from my beige job for good.
Throwing my arms up in the air in the parking lot, I screamed as loud as I could, “I’m Free”. Yes — I really did that. I still treasure that memory. Screaming out loud in a public place can be quite cathartic. I had finally quit my corporate position.
Another house and another town later, I now had garage studio all to myself and a nice little art career to go along with it.
I have been fortunate to establish a modest tribe of collectors who support me both emotionally and financially. I am grateful to be able to exhibit my work and sell it online and through galleries.
And most of all, I am grateful to live in FULL color, instead of the beige cubicle.