Into the Woods, Singleton Hippie Art

Into The Woods(c) Singleton 2011"They wandered deeper and deeperinto the dampened woods.She sang to herselfand left little peace~love messagesscribbled with broken sticksin the wet dirt....Breadcrumbs...He cautioned her to be careful,to watch out for spidersand snakesandquick sand...She danced in the cobwebs,wore silver shawls with rhinestone buttons glistening,alive with legs ,

The Girl Who Waited in the Rain, Singleton Hippie Art

The Girl who waited in the Rain(c) Singleton, Hippie Art and Words 2010"It was a tattered rain,a raggedy Ann and Andy kinda sky,giant blobs of stuffing,soaked,drenched,like cotton balls from a Doctor's office,landing at my feet...And I stood in the puddleand waited...Dirty rain bouncing upside down and splashing up my legs...He never showed up.But the dragonflies did...."Words and Artwork (C)

Has anyone seen my Aura? Singleton Hippie Art, The Self Portrait

Has anyone seen My Aura?Singleton Hippie Art (c) 2010Self portrait of this hippie on an Empty Day..Sirens wailing slowly,into the windlike lazy smoke...the sounds of the beginningorVery Endof a parade.....I sit like an old womancrouched on the edge of the sidewalkand pretend I'm watching the colors,the hope floats,the baby ballerinas,the scary Boo-Ya! clownspass by..Candies land at my feet,Snap!

Singleton Hippie Art, The Girl who had only been Kissed by the Sun

The Girl who had Only been Kissed by the Sun (c) Singleton 2009And there she wasall legs and sun freckled arms,Eyes heavy with Morning dreamsand 99 cent Mascara from the night before,whenShe met him.Not for the first time,or even the hundreth,but the only timethat shenoticed his smile...the way he looked at

Singleton Hippie Art, Her Name is Love

Her Name is Love(c) Singleton 2009They glanced down,quietly barefooting around me,a parade of strangers passing the motel door,nodding....and every now and thensomeone would whisper,a butterfly talking to the wind,"What's her name?"And I would smile and say "Love"....the colors spilling and splashing,lines going up and downin lazy circles with the sounds ofthe sea,and laughter,and sudden

Singleton Hippie Art, The Story Teller

The Storyteller(c) Singleton 2009I lifted the tatteredpaper,folded, unfolded,a thousand timesin this life,and touched the fadedsunshine....ran my fingers overthe colorsas softashand~me~downjeans....Three tables awayI saw the blue, blue eyescome to life...a firefly flickering...dancing...And then whenhe ambled over,barefooted,andleaned over me,making sun shadowswith skinny arms and legs...I

Accidental Peace, Singleton Hippie Art

Accidental Peace(c) Singleton 2008And thereat the river house,barefeet danglingthrough white washed railings,watching theno~traffic morning go by....I found peace...

Peace and Dragonflies, Singleton Hippie Art

Peace and Dragonflies(c) Singleton 2008Wings fluttering,dancing,parading through the skyintranslucent petticoats,a chorus ofmake-believe blues,swirling,twirling,scooching intomake the circle...and thencurtsy tothe wind...Peaceanddragonflies....Ballet for the sky....Available here!

Fortune Teller, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

FORTUNE TELLER(c) Singleton 2007A carnival at the seaaliveandspinningneon noiseandall for freefortunes andcheap plush toys.....But you don't see it,standing there.Dressed in your successwith life linesparenthesison what once was your smileand laugh lineshidden inyour palm,a souvenier token....From the fortune teller...Cheap little thrill rider.....

Are you there?, Singleton 2007 outsider art, Bachman 2007 words

The Best of TimesAre You Still There?Outsider Hippie Chick ArtGoodbyeblackandbluejeans(C) Singleton 2007 Artwork(C) Bachman 2007 PoetryBlack andbluejean goodbye;golden sheon the rockstechnicolor glorysaving all the bestfor first,for last..and between.Are you out there,yes, youbutterfly amplifier?are you on the eleven?say what?say what again...You know only one voiceand it's feeding youevery

And I'm pale now, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

And I'm pale,now...Outsider Hippie Artist Girl(c) Singleton 2007SOLDInthe dreamI wasmaking charmsfromrattlesnakebites,collecting themlike bottlecaps,souveniersfromsomepoisenousvenomnessplace.In the morning's heavy breath,I shed my nightime skin,crawl out from under the covers,and find,I'm an opaque,albino coloredmess....but themarks are goneandIsaved the rattlersto makemusic with.....

No Fairytales Tonight, Singleton 2006

No Fairy Tales TonightOutsider Hippie Art(c) Singleton 2006From the ever growing Keep-Out Collection..8 x 10 pencils, markers, penKEEP OUTNO FAIRYTALES TONIGHTSometimesit's not all bad...at first sight,first kiss,first fateful encounter....And then you remember,like Deja Vue,this is exactly whatyou didn't want ...All wrapped up in pretty little Fairytale colors....Not Tonight.Not Tomorrow.Not

Blind as a Bat, Singleton, 2006 Outsider Art

SEE NO EVIL....Blind as a bat....Outsider Art© 2006, SingletonAnd The World will be a perfect place

The Farmer's Grand Daughter-Singleton-Outsider Art

'The Farmer's Grand-Daughter'Outsider Art(c) Singleton 2006SOLD Her dirty little feet pad the wet earth with such familiarity, such primitive "at-homeness" that it is only natural the earthworms follow her footsteps like an army. Doing the hot, sweaty, summertime work for her. She hovers over the emerging seeds, blessing them as they learn to crawl from the sand and stretch, leaves dancing toward