My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

  Golden Path , oil on linen, 24x18 inches  "How long did it take you to paint that?" I have heard this question many times...

  A dazzling sunset is food for my soul. The fiery spectacle is fleeting and lasts but a short while before turning to dusk and then bl...

Sublime Touch , by Steven Boone, oil on  linen, 30 x 40 inches After thirty years of making art and thousands of paintings, occasiona...

  A thunderbolt woke me with a start at three AM. I had fallen asleep in my hotel room the evening before as the weather was rapidly ch...

I usually say my obligatory prayers before bedtime. It is a Baha 'i tradition to recite Allah'u'Abha, which means God is Most...

Recently an art collector called to give her credit card information so that she could finish paying for a painting I made in Venice, Italy...

The expression, “One picture is worth a thousand words”, has special meaning to me as an artist—most of my life is visually inspired. I hav...

  About a month ago I was sleeping in a tree. My room at the village of Olon along the Pacific coast of Ecuador was built ten feet of...

  A dancer and ballerina met in a dance company and quickly fell in love. When they danced together it was if a grand drama played out ...

A forgotten archive appeared recently on my computer. It was simply titled "Poems" and by chance I found it on one of my backup...

These days I arise before dawn for breakfast. After the sun touches the horizon, nothing passes my lips until night comes. No food or wat...