Meet the Artist

A woman with long brown hair wearing a yellow dress stands in front of a display of colorful horse paintings at an art gallery. She is smiling. Horse girl art, equine fine art

Hi, I’m Caitlin, your local horse girl.

I’m an expressionist painter, who specializes in equine art. After growing up in Tampa, FL and Charlotte, NC, I moved to Nashville, TN in 2010.

I studied Digital Art and Professional Writing & Rhetoric at Elon University. Since graduating, I have experimented with various mediums, but primarily work in oil and acrylic paint. I enjoy creating with bright, playful colors that capture the imagination.

I create equine paintings based on my own experiences with them throughout my life. Each painting is based on a horse I’ve interacted with or photographed. Horses have been my refuge since I was a little girl. I often feel my emotions too intensely, expressing them in a jumbled mess. As a child, this was challenging for the adults around me but I realized the horses didn’t mind it at all. They gave me permission to be present with them and myself, allowing me borrow their courage, grit, compassion, and resilience until I was confident enough to claim those things as my own. Through equine art, I explore girlhood, honesty, resilience, and escapism with a subject matter that has always protected of my softness and encouraged my wild.

If I’m not in my studio, I’m probably at the barn with my own horse, Emma (pictured above), whose antics often inspire my work.

A young girl with red hair wearing a colorful dress and white sneakers, standing next to an abstract colorful painting on a pink background in a bakery or cafe.

Art as generational magic

Colorful abstract painting of a yellow bee on a flower, with vibrant background colors.

The first gallery I ever admired was my grandmother’s. Her sketches and paintings punctuated every single wall in her house. I wish I could’ve asked her about them, but she only spoke Finnish and, at four years old, I’d barely mastered English. Art, however, is not bound by nouns and verbs, and it talked to me every time I was there.

I watched in bewilderment, as I realized it was something she passed down. Both my father and his brother could draw whatever popped into their brains. As an elementary school student, I would run up to them with ballpoint pens and lined notebook paper, begging for commissions: “Can you draw me a rollerskating dog?” “Please draw me a bunny in a basket!” “Can you draw my cat on the school bus with me?”

And they could. My dad had a more abstract, cartoonish style, while my uncle’s hyper realism was remarkable. I thought they were doing magic. And the older I grew, the more I felt that creativity was a birthright for both myself and my sister (who is also wildly gifted). Natural talent is more or less a myth; natural curiosity is where the alchemy’s at, and that has been passed down in my family through generations. It’s part of our lore.

My grandmother couldn’t explain her work to me or talk me through her techniques. In fact, all I have left of her is a couple rough sketches, but her own self-expression helped me understand mine. You hear so much about generational curses that sometimes we forget about generational magic and how special it can be.

Sketch of boat anchored at loading dock by my grandmother, Aino Rantala