My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Certainly, some people don’t like it. It is commonly regarded as vandalism. But that is not true of all the “street” art found in Oaxaca. As...

Child of Oaxaca, oil on canvas, 80x100 cm Since moving to Mexico, Amy and I share a studio and make our art side by side. It is a happy arra...

There are several people who have made a big difference to Amy and I since we moved to San Pedro Ixtlahuaca, the village outside of Oaxaca, ...

When Amy gets an idea for a painting, I can “see” the light go on. Then, with a burst of energy she goes to work. It is like tapping pure wa...

  The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.  ― Joseph Campbell Outside my back door is a small shady glade with canna lilies t...

  Little devil on the roof said, “Black snake, black snake!”  Fog obscured the land at sunrise. On the roof top veranda I could not see hill...

Stop signs have frustrated me in life. I get up to speed making real progress going to a destination, when suddenly the sign looms ahead; or...

Most dogs in America do not have a “dog’s life”. If they came down to Mexico, they would go running back home with tails wagging. Dogs’ in M...

  Lluvia is the Spanish word for rain. Now that the wet season has come to Oaxaca, the rain falls most days—and it is sweet. The dry, brown...

Book making is a wondrous and beautiful process. The best efforts are preserved for eternity, but most fall into oblivion. The book Amy and ...

The great jazz player Louis Armstrong said, “Musicians don't retire; they stop when there's no more music in them.” I have always th...