My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

Working with the earth has always been a love of mine. It is my connection to nature that is strong. When I graduated art college and could ...

At our home in San Pedro Ixtlahuaca, Mexico, good energy perceptibly rises during our Sunday art sessions. Our neighbors come at 3 PM, and w...

We both grew up in safe, clean, flourishing neighborhoods in major American cities. Amy in LaCrosse, Wisconsin and me in Northwest Washingto...

To be honest, the skeleton motif took me by surprise here in Mexico and then I stayed with it ⏤ creating about a dozen paintings so far. Cer...

  It is one thing to photograph people. It is another to make others care about them by revealing the core of their humanness.   - Paul Stra...

  A colorful hand sewn blouse or dress, worn by a welcoming woman or young lady, offering traditional waters of chilacayota, horchata, jamai...

The last time I was in a sweat ceremony was in 1972 on the Pine Ridge Sioux Reservation in South Dakota, USA. Twenty years old, I had gone w...

  I more clearly see an ending to this journey, with each day bringing me closer to a final scene. I want whatever time is left to be meanin...

I was slightly fearful of creating this particular unforgettable experience. I spoke with a psychologist about going to Rio de Janeiro for c...

For the first time since we moved to Mexico almost three years ago my daughter Sarah is visiting us. Our house has plenty of room and we are...

Final Voyage , oil on linen, 30 x 48 inches My most recent painting had a surprising genesis. Amy and I were at a special museum exhibit in ...