About Anne Rusk
My photography is a personal and artistic journey. Personally, I try to place myself in natural surroundings as often as possible whether it in be a park, a garden, or a grand landscape. Artistically, I work to relay the subtle gracefulness of nature in my images. The name Anne means “Grace.” Grace in nature is a simple statement about my photography and my life.
While I look for grace in nature for my images, I am not often described as being graceful. I go to the outdoors so that it no longer matters if my clothes are clean or my hair is brushed. When I am in nature, I am focused on my surroundings and enjoying the scenery displayed before me. That normally means I am crawling in the dirt looking at the world from a different view. There is a great deal of gracefulness at an ant’s eye level that would be otherwise missed from above!
Often I am drawn to the minute details of a scene; most notably the flowers. They are the gems of any landscape and I go to them like a moth to a flame. You would think based on my love for flowers that I am a great gardener or wildflower specialist. Regrettably this is not true. I am merely a fan of these beautiful miracles of nature and the miniature worlds they house. It was Georgia O’Keeffe who once said, “I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty.” This sentiment guides my photography of flowers, filling the frame with their magnificence so no one could ignore their beauty.
There are many artists and naturalists who have come before me with eloquent statements about the environment I photograph. I draw inspiration from their messages and have incorporated their thoughts throughout my website. Maybe the most complete statement of why I choose nature as my artistic subject can be found in this quote by Hamlin Garland, McClure's, February 1899:
I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets. It has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful. Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and benumbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.