My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Some cities whisper. Oaxaca shouts, sings, sometimes howls—and always colorfully. For Amy and me, living just outside the city, each visit i...

  Every time I drive into Oaxaca, I’m struck by the ever-changing tapestry of graffiti art that adorns the city’s walls. Each visit is like ...

Certainly, some people don’t like it. It is commonly regarded as vandalism. But that is not true of all the “street” art found in Oaxaca. As...

It was not long ago that Germany was an empire in ruins, divided in two parts, almost schizophrenic. Add to that the national horror of its ...