My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

When our neighbor Mayolo understood that Amy and I needed frames for our paintings in our little village in southern Mexico, he said, “I can...

  The hour before sunset is especially magical to my eyes. The light is softer and seems to take a rosy cast. Long shadows race across the l...

The central district of Oaxaca is about a forty minute drive from our home on the outskirts of town. The trip would take about half the time...

Vanitas, Noche Encantada , oil on linen, 30 x 40 inches (completed 12/25/2022) In my recent painting, streaking comets represent the brevity...

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...