My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Two women came into my gallery recently, went straight to a new work and then stood in front of it talking. It was as if a conversati...

“Be safe,” “Safe travels”, “Take care”, were frequent Facebook comments when the post about my upcoming travel to Mexico, Ecuador and B...

I have a one-way ticket out of the United States. I decided to leave on my daughter Naomi's birthday, January 11. She watches ove...

Santa Fe Plaza, first night of Christmas lights Last night I went to some art openings with Therese. There were four or five but we...

My two cousins in Dallas, Texas cut people open and chop out bones. They are orthopedic surgeons. I could learn to be a doctor and p...

A big wind knocked over a panel of sheetrock in my backyard. It struck a jade plant I had placed outdoors for the summer months. The...

Hardships can make us stronger. I do not have complete evidence of this, but believe that every situation has some good in it.   ...

The little room with yellow walls barely contained me. From its tiny balcony on the second floor I looked out over a field to a city...

  At 86 years old, Polly's energy arrived in short bursts and then would fly away like a bird that longed to break free from an...

Political Hangups oil on linen, 18 x 24 inches It all started with a bizarre thought that came to my mind many years ago in 1993. ...

A girl paddling on Lake Dal, Kashmir, India During my daughter Naomi's eighteenth year, death was encroaching upon her so forc...