My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

I feel as though I am a sailor and the wind is filling the sails of my vessel, taking Amy and I toward a future we do not totally understand...

These autumn days, wonderful colors, textures and temperatures beckon to be explored and enjoyed. For decades I have gone up into the mounta...

It all seems a dream. About six months ago, I saw a Mexican home listed for sale online. It is on the outskirts of Oaxaca, Mexico. The pictu...

It has been 13 years since I joined Facebook and began sharing my stories, thoughts, artwork and photography. In the beginning, I thought to...

Corn is one of the most venerated of plants in the world. Especially, in Native American culture it plays a central role. “Corn, also called...

  This last week has been a whirlwind of happy circumstances. After announcing that Amy and I will be  closing our gallery, our collectors s...

The Boone Gallery, where Amy and I have exclusively shown our art, is closing. The covid-19 pandemic is forcing us to close earlier than we ...

To outward seeming, the woman seems normal enough. She works as a salesperson in the little import shop across the hall from our gallery. Am...

In the United States of America, Colorado and New Mexico border each other. I like to think of them as “cousins”. The two states share ...

Today is the anniversary of the transcendence into the immortal spiritual realm of my oldest daughter. It was July 5, 1999, when Naomi, then...