About
Oniongirl is a song covered expertly by Canadian Jazz great Holy Cole and her trio made like no one else has made it. There's a line about being naked and unashamed, peeling back the layers and searching for truth in a way that sometimes makes us cry, like an oniongirl. I don't know, it seemed to fit at the time and now it stuck. It's also the name of a book by Charles de Lint. My wife read it years ago. I haven't as of yet. Onionboy has been on (and off) the Internet since 2003. It's where I post my art of all kinds and thoughts and occasionally it combines in such a way as it's even interesting to others. I've had other web presences and blogs but this is the only one I've stuck with, well, more or less eh.
When asked to describe my art I usually say something resembling what others have told me about it. It's: contemplative, contemporary, interpretive, inspirational, original, spiritual, at times whimsical... All I ever wanted to be was an artist and for a time I was one professionally, then (don't ask me how) I ended up becoming a Christian and from there (really don't ask me how) I was an ordained minister (about 20 years including training). In 2005 I left "the ministry" and embarked on a new spiritual path and a search for sound employment. I've been a janitor and a retail bookseller and I even gave it a go as a financial advisor but who's kidding? Only one thing is ontologically true of me - I am an artist-gardener soul, the rest is all externals. Let's make art. I've had other sites and blogs (understatement) but it is art that keeps calling me back. Some of the very best online times have been interacting with people who love and or make art so, here I am. A bit about me: Canadian, Toronto born and bread now living in Windsor, Ontario; avid cyclist, avid reader, avid music lover (I listen I don't play), enjoy movies, can't be bothered with TV, avid dad and husband, avid tea drinker (wine's yummy too). Favourite sandwich: peanut butter, lettuce and mayo on rye. Sleep without accoutrement. I love Mass, contemplative and liturgical stuff and yes, it's true my family and I became Catholic. It was the right thing for us. Don't let it hang you up and peace be with you wherever your at. Let's make art! A bit about my Mom: She is still one of my very best friends. At seventy-"ahem" she's a force; she paints, knits, sends money, smokes too much, forgives quick, hugs good and loves well. Her life lesson to me, in word and deed, is that it's never too late to begin again. So, let's begin, again! ::thrive! Owen |
