My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Today, instead of writing much, I am sharing a picture. I took the photo at the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe, in Berlin, Ger...

May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun And find your shoulder to light on, To bring you luck, happiness and riches ...

At the Jewish Museum, in Berlin, Germany Janice and Delphine walked together across the campus of their University in the fall of their...

The crowd filled all the rooms People poured onto the street. Here, some artists are chatting. As art openings go, our show ...

A dark story to go with the picture I made, above, which is a composite of photographs: As a child, a young woman, who we shall call J...

When I had the idea to use The Steven Boone Gallery for a portrait exhibit, I almost simultaneously thought of Geoffrey Laurence as a p...

  Today I am lazy, and since I have blogged for six years without fail, I am not writing, but rather, giving this link to visual enterta...

In "the zone" on a street in Madrid, Spain In 2008, while I was traveling solo around the world for one year, about three mo...

Chamo, on our hike, the day before he became ill. Chamo Bamo, Monster Man, Sharp Sales Dog; I have many nicknames for our six month old...

I have written 321 blogs in a row—each week for six years. Today I am taking a vacation. Here is my blog from one year ago: A Complex L...

Every picture tells a story, and in art, it is remarkable how different that story can be from one person to the next. For instance, a p...