Behold the Perfect Moment / Perfect Family / Perfect Life* In this recent photo, a gorgeous family camps on a faraway beach in paradise,...

“What are anger issues, Daddy?” My ever-perceptive 6-yr-old asked me this on the ride to school a few days ago, having somehow heard the...

“Prince was no taller than me, yet he was larger than life. He had his own style,” my 5’2″ wife told our boys on the drive to school last...

“So, what do you do,” an attractive woman asked me at a party in Colorado years ago.  “I’m a filmmaker,” I said, taking a swig of Fat...

Since I was a boy, I’ve dreamt all my friends would buy houses in cool places, and we’d ultimately just share one big,...

To Begin, Begin.                     Wordsworth Few things intimidate us like a blank slate waiting for what one of my writing heroes,...

“Even monkeys fall from trees.”  Chris Bradford, The Ring of Earth. No way, I thought to myself the moment my brush, wet with polymer...

Eight Years in the Studio, Work Pants, Acylic and paper on cardboard, Old window, 2014, Stuart Sheldon We all wear uniforms that hold our...

“Everyone has two lives. The second one begins when you realize you have only one.”     Steven Sotloff. She Gets It. I wish everyone...

We all need to escape our lives and disconnect every now and then. Change the scenery and the pace. The color blue alone made it all...

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...

“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, Mother’s Day, Acrylic, Chinese funeral paper on panel, 24″x24″, 2004 I got divorced a long time ago. The short story is...

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...

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, Whirled Wide Whimsy, typewriter on paper, collage, poetry, 11-1/2″x8-1/4″, 2003 We embarked on a proper family brunch...

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...

Inside the Mind of Picasso, acrylic, oil crayon and resin on wood, 24″x24″, 2003 There are painters who transform the sun into a yellow...

This is My Mom!! My mother was a 1950’s beauty queen. I have a photo to prove it. She kneels atop a real live tortoise. Beneath a palm....

Twitter exchange with one of my favorite authors last week: Me: Last Halloween my 3yo boy rocked Cinderella. This yr its Batman. I kinda...