The Girl with the Peace Tattoo, Singleton Hippie Art

The Girl with the Peace Tattoo(C) Singleton 2008She was therein the crowd,Leon Russell on the stage,a barefooted ballerinaflitting over mud puddlesand ice chests,totally free...And behind the pinkcloak of yesterday,she still dances...and every now and then...someone noticesthe tattoo....Sometimes you have to go back,to get it right. 8 1/2 by 11 on cardstock. Colored pencils, ink, markers,

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The coffee table is stacked, they're strung from a clothesline on the back porch, and they're ready to fly free! Selected original works available again....Just follow us to Just Give Me Peace at Etsy where the hippie parade continues....Peace~love and all that hoo~hah!

Souvenier, (c) Singleton 2008 hippie art

Souvenier(c) Singleton 2008Wet T shirts piled on the floor,faces and placescovered in sandand yesterday's salt....wilting,and waiting their turn fortomorrow....And i tiptoe over them in the morning,psychedelic jelly fish fading in their has~been glory,souveniersofanothernightdredgingsand dollarsfrom the mouths ofyesterday's peace......IMYSVVFM

"Just give me Peace" she said, Singleton, Hippie Art

"Just Give Me Peace" she said....(c) Singleton 2008Over and over again,a mantra,a record grooving, grindinggrating,on the same old wordsmakin' musicoutavinyl dreams.She dances in the dark,in the early mornin'peace,makin' love to thenew day,gifted,free.....scribblin' love letters to the past,stone washed,torn,and raveled.....but,it's all the same....a mantra,a record,grooving, grinding, gratingon

When Pixies make Peace, Singleton Hippie Art

When Pixies make Peace(c) Singleton 2008On Parade SoonI wadded it all up,the burnt orange sunflowered sheets,the sandy cat hair littered kitchen floor,the margarita glasses with the peelingpaint thatkissed your lips,left salty tattooson your chin,your smile,floating on the rim.I packed it all upand scooped it into yesterday,an overstuffed pillowtossed carelessly on the floor.And in this

Fairytales and Other Fables Singleton Outsider hippie art

Fairytales and other Fables(C) Singleton 2008Featured soon at Cafepress.Com Falling,helplesslytumblingthrough thelooking glass,the make-shift mirror,the flat lined ocean,and thenfloating,drowning,buried in underwaterpetticoatsand pretty little stories,listeningfor the quiet to come...But she held the tickets,the 50/50 raffle stubs,the pink "Get out Free" cardsand it was raining,and she was

Poster Child, Singleton 2008, Outsider Hippie Art

Poster Child(c) Singleton 2008Featured soon at Cafepress.comSOLDYour face....mine....two fingers up,swayingsaying,singing,screaming"Just give me peace...."And we're a chorus,an army,a first grade paradeofwanna be's,need to be's,"Can't you see?s".....And the beat goes on.....

True Story, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

True StorySOLD(c) Singleton 200898 pages ofBohemianlove,circles of fate,planes fallingfrom the sky....My story.The only one I know.The true story.The one they never believe.And you laughedand threw backyour beer andsaid "Cheers to the lady whose gonna save the world with just one word",not believing or seeing the change in the mirror,and I laughedwhen wesaid good~nightand you realizedyou

I Still Believe, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

I Still Believe(c) Singleton 2008Firessplashingspitting,snakes gone mad,building anthillsin the garden...Havoc rainingtea colored stories,dripping,slipping,sepia maybes on the sunset....But not today.I believe in peace and loveand damned ifyou're gonnarainon myparade.

The Tornado, Singleton, 2008 Outsider Hippie Art

The TornadoSOLD (c) Singleton 2008Black and whitefunnel cloud,leather studsand the sound ofa trainroaringgrindingsliding,touching down,picking up,scattering wordsout of orderand upside down,on their sides,empty coffee cupsrolling in the street.But I'm the puzzle,aren't I?And I gatherSunday trinkets,Friday lines,and the tattered wingsof spent tornadosin a collection plate,take them homeand glue

The Invitation, Singleton 2008 Outsider Hippie Art

The Invitation(c) Singleton 2008Family CollectionElbows on the bar,black beer coddled,warming,a mosquito pondat his fingertips....He sat,sipping the sameold nightime magic,waitingon changeto comeslipping throughthe roadside doors.He wasn't expectingthe butterfly,accidentallymomentarilylost by fate,flitting in and flitting out,just long enough tobrush him,rush him...And in in the daysand nights

The Gift, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

The Gift(c) Singleton 2008SOLDLittle signs,yellow wings,forgotten songs,martini moons,stacking,unfolding like perfect paper dollsand landing,dancing,at my feet.....bread crumbs in the forest..."This way"......And I almost didn't go,weary of the whisper on my neck...."This way"....a little louder,a Stevie Ray Vaughnlull~a~byeslowlygentlyrocking my world.And then I knew.Door number one.Two.Three."

Just Maybe, Singleton 2008, Outsider Hippie Art

JUST MAYBE(c) Singleton 2008Now featured at Cafe Press....Peace, love, maybe He flittered down,in his patent leather suit,black and yellow pin-striped,talking to my soul....strutting on the fence linedaring me to follow him,chase him,dance with him....the butterfly with zebra linesand tell-tale wings....But I didn't.And he flew away.....The elusive dream wrapped temptress.Bathwater days turned

Behind the butterfly, Singleton 2008 , Outsider Hippie Art

Behind the Butterfly(c) Singleton 2008"You hide there,behind your peace~lovehoo~hah,rattling change-the-world coinsin your hand-me-down levis,inviting chaosin throughyour kitchendoor....and askingit in for tea""Hmmmm"I whisperfrom behindveiled wings...rattling found trinketsfor the sake of good luck,and say"I'll take that as a compliment"...

I've known you forever, Singleton 2008 outsider hippie art

I've known you forever(C) Singleton 2008Private CollectionI met an angelby fateor happenchance.sitting out a danceon the sidewalk of these pages,and he whisperedto my soul,in his raspyyesterday voice,with old wordsin an old language,the one word I'vewaited to hear.....Eternity.....And I knew then,what I had to whisper back.......Peace.......Hippie Journal available now

Tink you, baby, Singleton 2007 Outsider Hippie Art

Tink you, Baby!(c) Singleton 2007SOLDCatch me if you can,a butterfly parade in the wet morning grass,yellow and mellow, dancing in pinstriped socks,in the face of graffiti splashed on a ricketyfence,an underpass,a concrete wall...."She was here"......In Christmas tinsel,spider web strings,silvery summer rain,the last strand, the next strand, the lost strandof long blonde hair......Catch me if

And there will be peace, Singleton 2007 Outsider hippie art

And there will be Peace(c) Singleton 2007The hawk hoveredgliding/slicingpapercutting the skyinto a zillion littlepieces ofbaby blueindigo blueforgotten blueconfettirainingfallingcrashingdownInto the moonlit and henna dirtymudpuddleAnd I watched my reflection there....waiting....On the sky to sinka thousand 501 bluesin jagged little piecesto the very bottom,heavyand fading...And for the sun to

All I want for Christmas, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art

All I want for Christmas(c) Singleton 2007 She whispered tothe wind,who always listens,to the painted fence,a wooden confidant,the bouganvilla,with it's drunkenblooms,cups filled overflowing,moonshine for the soulsof butterflies..."All I want for Christmas,are trinket twigsto build this nest,this next,this everything to come,and stonesto line theskipping path,torock and rollme home....All I

Superstitions, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art

Superstitions(c) Singleton 2007She knelt...The girl with thesilver spoon,bent andrustedscrapedon the sidewalkfrom scavengingfood for the soul,andplaced her hands,palms downon the coolwet earthto feel it's heartbeat.And she heardthe trains,one thousand faces inthe windowsgoing nowhere,and the bottom of the ocean,ten million milesoffairytale lifefloating,andthe sound ofcolor,never heard by anyone

The Butterfly Bride, Singleton 2007 Outsider Hippie Art

Butterfly Bride(c) Singleton 2007SOLDYou rocked heryou rolled heryou spun her in the sand,taboocoquina cocoonand captured her,keepsake treasure,a day in the park...She said "I do"and "I will"and "I am"and "forever"but she wastalking to the windand you weren't listening,butterflies are free.....in case you didn't notice....