My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Over the years I have come to realize my best artwork elicits strong reactions and not necessarily favorable. People have cried in front of ...

Spring is arriving on schedule amidst the world-wide pandemic. In the southern hemisphere autumn is unfolding. For Amy and I, living i...

Recently, a married couple came into my gallery and I noticed, as is almost always the case, a sense of wonder and also, hesitation. Artwork...

In most cases, people see art and respond to the surface, but only briefly. They may even own art, but see it as decoration. Especially, fo...

“Why would anyone want that?” "Don’t you want to sell your art?” My friend was trying to be helpful, because she knew my art sales have...

At times in my present nomadic existence, I wonder, who am I now that I do not have a home? The thought might come as I am standing in a s...