On the Farm

By NINA FULLER

Nina Fuller is a Maine-based photographer, writer, counselor, and sheep farmer whose career spans more than five decades. Known for her evocative images of animals, landscapes, and rural life, Nina creates much of her work from her farm and carriage-house studio in Hollis, Maine. Her fine art photography often captures moments of stillness and natural light within the daily rhythm of farm life, bringing visual poetry to the textured reality of wool, wood, and pasture. Her work reflects a deep reverence for nature and animals. As Nina explains, “There is peace within the chaos—the sheep, the light in the barn, the feeling that this could be two hundred years ago.” Whether photographing a running lamb, a quiet flower, or a collapsing fence, Nina captures more than just image—she reveals emotion, texture, and timeless presence.

Courtesy of the Portland Art Gallery

 

Donkey sticking its head out of the barn window

Sheep and baby sheep in the barn

 

Chicken near a cardboard box full of farm tools

 

A Sheep getting sheared

 

sheep in fog with a farm in the background

 

Donkey with its head out of the barn window when it's raining

 

Man in plaid shirt with horse

 

Sheared goat next to a baby goat

 

dog in the snow with a goat behind

 

two goats in autumn

 

close up of a chicken's head

 

Sheep in a dark wood

 

chicken in low light preening its feathers

 

mule walking in snow next to a fence

 

Horses galloping together

 

Baby lambs in black and white

 

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Nina Fuller is a Maine photographer, writer, and sheep farmer who captures the quiet poetry of rural life—from soft wool and morning light to the honest character of animals and place. With decades of experience behind the camera, her work blends fine art, storytelling, and deep reverence for the natural world.

 

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