Stuart Sheldon
How to Greet the World
photo by Lynn Kelley @WANA Commons Years ago, under the auspices of meeting women, someone gave me this sage advice which I believe...
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Stuart Sheldon
Aug 8, 20133 min read
Is Fear a Choice?
Many scientists believe we have but one innate fear at birth – FEAR OF FALLING. Everything else is learned. Is there truth to the notion...
Stuart Sheldon
Aug 1, 20133 min read
The Experience Collector
George Plimpton – 50 Years of Partying Like a Rockstar, acrylic & mixed media on cardboard, 16.5″ x 23″, 2003, Stuart Sheldon “WHAT DO...
Stuart Sheldon
Jul 25, 20133 min read
From the Mouths of Babes – Ruthless Negotiation & Radical Honesty
Les Amours Enfantines, acrylic and antique book on paper, 7″x6″, 2004, Stuart Sheldon The 8-year-old daughter of a friend once paid me an...
Stuart Sheldon
Jul 16, 20133 min read
A Good Father Scares the Mother (and vice-versa)
“I arranged for Kai and me to fly over the Golden Gate Bridge in a seaplane. Can you believe how cool that’s gonna be!!” I told my wife...
Stuart Sheldon
Jul 8, 20133 min read
How To Eat
The average American meal lasts SEVEN MINUTES !! We don’t dine. We shovel. And what little conversation does occur often emerges through...
Stuart Sheldon
Jun 27, 20131 min read
The Insanity and Humanity of Vanity
Stop waiting to see who watches No one watches At least not for long Everyone’s far too busy Looking in mirrors of their own ~ image...
Stuart Sheldon
Jun 17, 20132 min read
A Sneeze Between the Knees
“A Sneeze Between the Knees. That is an orgasm!” My college sex ed teacher opened her very first lecture with that jewel. Best...
Stuart Sheldon
Jun 13, 20133 min read
How To Divorce
Stuart Sheldon, Mother’s Day, Acrylic, Chinese funeral paper on panel, 24″x24″, 2004 I got divorced a long time ago. The short story is...
Stuart Sheldon
Jun 6, 20132 min read
Relationships = Bottles of Tabasco
photo by Jenny Kaczorowski from WANA Commons We just finished bottle number two. Took us nearly ten years. Each drop another meal,...
Stuart Sheldon
May 30, 20133 min read
Give It Away Give It Away Give It Away Now
A fellow painter invited me last week to be one of four artists at a South Beach corporate event. Live painting feels a bit like being a...
Stuart Sheldon
May 22, 20133 min read
Arrested at Age 12 – #2 of 10 Things I Can’t Believe I Really Did
The heavy-around-the-middle cop shut the front door behind himself, took a notepad from his shirt pocket and flipped it open. His gaze...
Stuart Sheldon
May 16, 20132 min read
Wooden Ships
Stuart Sheldon, The Name On Everyone’s Lips, acrylic and collage on panel, 2003 “If you smile at me I will understand. That is something...
Stuart Sheldon
May 8, 20133 min read
I Shot My Brother – #1 of 10 Things I Can’t Believe I Really Did
Stuart Sheldon, Don’t Hide Behind Words, acrylic and pastel on canvas, 24″x24″, 2004 I shot my brother with a BB gun. IN THE TESTICLES....
Stuart Sheldon
May 2, 20132 min read
Heavy Petting Penguins
I’m a beach guy. Slept on one on every continent but Antarctica. Born and raised in the teeny weeny bikini culture of Miami, F-L-A....
Stuart Sheldon
Apr 25, 20132 min read
Shut The Front Door!
I waited alone to be seated in a Thai restaurant on Boulder’s Pearl Street Mall. In front of me a beefy frat boy and his...
Stuart Sheldon
Apr 16, 20132 min read
Too Much Stuff
I currently live in a 2600 square foot home that I consider a mansion after five years on a 928 sf Sausalito houseboat. Mind you, I’ll...
Stuart Sheldon
Apr 11, 20131 min read
Online Mating
It used to pain me to admit that I met my wife online. As if I was too pathetic to find someone in the real world. I needed algorithms....
Stuart Sheldon
Apr 4, 20132 min read
The Beauty of a Handwritten Letter
When did you last receive a hand written letter? When did you last write one? Is it a lost art? My mother’s mother and father loved each...
Stuart Sheldon
Mar 21, 20132 min read
Hacked … Smacked … Shellacked!
I’m driving along two sunny Sunday’s ago, blasting Ramblin Man, when my wife calls. Confusion tints her voice. “What’s up with this poem...
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