My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

From my ongoing “Vanitas” series, these two skeletons seem to capture moments of life—and death—in a quiet yet playful way. Painted in my st...

  In the heart of a quaint, secluded village, amidst cornfields and rolling hills nestled by mountains, lived an enigmatic artist named Este...

Vanitas, Noche Encantada , oil on linen, 30 x 40 inches (completed 12/25/2022) In my recent painting, streaking comets represent the brevity...

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

“ The most acceptable offering to God Himself comes from a grateful and joyful heart. " - William Shakespeare   As the saying goes, whe...

  Lluvia is the Spanish word for rain. Now that the wet season has come to Oaxaca, the rain falls most days—and it is sweet. The dry, brown...

  “This world is so full of opportunities that one can hardly keep up with them all. Life is so beautiful; I cherish it and want to be ...

When I was but a toddler, my father would carry me in the early morning to the local bakery. We took a route through the back alle...

In just two weeks I will be out of the United States and free of constraint. Life will flow with surprise and call me to respond in n...

The most difficult experience in life is separation. At birth, it is the baby being forced apart from the mother, coming from the wom...

A young man with something wrong and a big spirit, he filled the corner of the restaurant with an ebullient gayety and light. He seem...

My father said that he never could see the “man in the moon.” The moon's face with it's big crater eyes and opened mouth ...

Faithfully writing a weekly blog has brought My Fairytale Life to the number 400 . That is four hundred posts; over 1000 photographs, en...

Naomi Boone, age 18 "I love my body, it has been so good to me." These were among the last words my daughter Naomi Boone ...

Path into the Himalaya mountains. “The future will take care of itself.” This became my motto while traveling, and even now that I tra...

“Physical bodies are transferred past one barrier after another, from one life to another, and all things are subject to transformation a...

It is interesting how sometimes when we are looking for one thing, we find another that is more important. In Bavaria recently, Erki Eichen...

I am quite aware my life is not perfect. Moreover, I am not anxious about imperfection, and I have no fear of death because it is only the d...

For a lover, the greatest torment is separation from his love. It can be an agonizing pain if the goal of one’s longing is removed and becom...

Today is the tenth anniversary of Naomi’s death when she was nineteen years old. She is a touchstone for my life. Her spirit inspires me to ...