Connie Oney is a professional photographer with twenty years invested in a portrait studio and author of the books Cultivation of a Lifestyle and Sustaining Our Lifestyle, both available from Amazon, the Wooster Book Company or your favorite bookseller.
Oney has been published in Reiman Publications’ Country and Country Extra magazines. Her photographs have been displayed on three covers of Country Living magazine, a cover for the Ohio Farmer, a cover for Hoard’s Dairyman, an international dairy farm magazine, and her work became a chapter of the book, Living in the Vermilion River Watershed. (Western Reserve Land Conservancy and Oberlin College, 2008.)
Oney has also won merits from the Professional Photographers of America.
Her new book has been lauded by writers and photographers across the country. Mary Jane Butters, nationally syndicated newspaper columnist and author of three books by Random House said, “This is THE written preservation of the agrarian lifestyle… with stunning photographs and text- words so strong your heart will ache.”
D.G. Fulford, author of “Designated Daughter,” and “Preserving Family Histories for Generations to Come,” written with her brother, columnist Bob Greene, wrote, “Connie Oney takes a summer month and makes it even better… through the poetry of her vision.”
Debby Stinson, award winning graphic designer, stated, “The educational aspect of “Cultivation of a Lifestyle” is currently of immense value. An American way of life (humanistic level, family owned farming) is on the brink of dying out. This book addresses concerns and options and presents to the reader the rich tradition and value of continuing this lifestyle in America.”
To purchase a copy, please visit your local book store, or contact the author through this website. Also, available through Amazon Books.
Connie’s Story (from Sustaining Our Lifestyle)
The only thing I knew for sure when I was growing up was that I was NEVER going to marry a farmer. My dad was a farmer; both my maternal and paternal grandfathers were farmers and all their ancestors before them. I thought it was time for something new in our family and that I was just the one to make the change. Those were my plans, years ago, before I attended our county fair with a few of my girlfriends and all those dreams of adventure flew out the window. We were strolling down the midway and stopped to talk to some boys my friends knew whom I hadn’t met. There was an especially cute boy who seemed to puff out his muscular chest just a little more each time he looked my way. Before the night was over, he asked me to ride the Ferris Wheel with him and that was the beginning. …He was a farmer.