My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Amy packed the piñata until it was almost bursting. I found a tree in our backyard with open space underneath, then hung the piñata from a l...

  We are almost getting accustomed to explosions in the air. At all times of day or night. Rockets that whistle up into the sky and then exp...

  Almost as a lark, I looked online at houses listed for sale in the area of the famous south central Mexican city Oaxaca. Most of the bette...

  Sleeping Buddha, Hilo, Hawaii. by Steven Boone Recently I was publicly accused of disrespect by someone I do not know. It happened when I ...

"Keeper of the Key, acrylic on canvas, 40 x 70 cm Amy´s newest painting from our studio in San Pedro Ixtlahuaca, Mexico, outside Oaxaca...

It is a beloved time of year in Mexico, bringing families together, and whole communities. Dia de Muertos, in English means “day of the dead...

After we moved to Mexico Amy wanted a dog. Not me. I had not owned a dog for over twenty years because I traveled frequently for extended pe...

It hurt. Children we host at our home outside Oaxaca, Mexico, on Sundays for art lessons stole two keys from our door locks. We don’t know f...

"We don't have two hearts, one for animals and one for humans ; we have one heart or we don't have any."   (Alphonse de La...

Over the years I have come to realize my best artwork elicits strong reactions and not necessarily favorable. People have cried in front of ...

As the saying goes, “the cup runneth over.” When children arrive to our home on Sundays for art projects it is high energy in our otherwise ...