My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Fourteen years ago, my daughter Naomi died at the the age of nineteen. She fought two hard years against cancer, and held to...

I must admit to being a bit startled when I found myself sitting in a theater and the audience all carried programs with a simple cove...

The Zone June 10, 2012 Deep Into Love June 26, 2011 People Of Color June 13, 201 ...

Usually, when I visit my parents in Santa Barbara, California, I also set up my easel and make a painting in their yard. They have c...

Garry Winogrand, Monkeys At the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, as I walked through a special exhibit of the photographs of Ga...

The sight of my sturdy green suitcase, waiting to be filled, resting by my front door, suddenly filled me with gladness. It had been in...

Here are some selections from six years of postings from the month of May : Visual Vocabulary May 06, 2012 ...

Oil on linen, 17 x 21 inches To throw oneself into an activity with passion and abandon, and then lose the comfort of what has alwa...

Self-portrait, taken in Montevideo, Uruguay M atrix is a word that I arrive at often when thinking of my creative process. During my o...

The couple strolled through The Steven Boone Gallery front door like a spring breeze blowing in the April air. They checked to see ...

Random Act Of Kindness April 13, 2007   Inspiration To Fly April 18, 2008 ...