Shroom for one More, Singleton Hippie Art

Shroom for One More(c) Singleton Hippie Art"Two tattered tents,one Bayou Blue,two painted ladies,one pup,and threeColeman specialstossed like confetti on the river banks....Our little Tent City...Hippie Kingdom on the hill...And when he said..."Can I come, too?"I whisperedto his back,to his shadow..."Scooch in closerto the circle,we've got shroom for one more"Watercolors and markers scribbled

The Colors of Angels in Flight, Singleton Hippie Art

The Colors of Angels in Flight(c) Singleton 2010Words and Artwork "She wove intricate littlenever~endingblack and white stories,twined togetherwith scraps of wedding lace,tattered jeans,andnever winninglottery tickets. She wore a thousand pair of worn out shoes,and traipsedup broken mountains,smiling. Ten billion lifetimesandbreak~your~heart in ten million pieceslater,she's tired. And it'salways

Love Now, Singleton Hippie Art

LOVE NOW(c) Singleton 2009SOLDBlack vinyl spinning,coffee table scuffed from Friday night shoes on fire...I'm an Accidental Go~Go Girlin knee high boots and love....Sand castles sky highand dripping,periwinkle roads winding in never ending eights,and I'm a Mermaid,old and washed up...and at sudden peace...Highways with dotted lines,burned out lights,and ditches deeper than the sea....Soft from

The Moon in her Arms, Singleton Hippie Art 2009

(c) Singleton 2009SOLDShe wooed him,cooed him,reached out to himwith long ballet fingers,butterflies to his latenight soul...And he went to her,basked in her warmth...and found himself at home....At the wrong time,in the wrong place ,in her armsandAccidently in peace...11 by 11 on mat board. Food coloring and shaving cream, colored markers, pens, and pencils. Watercolors. Peace and Love,

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...

She sees Things, Singleton Hippie Peace Art

She sees Things(c) Singleton 2008"He watches her,quietly digging her toes into the sand,tracing the hermit crab's trail with her fingertips...watches the smile,a polaroid pixie,whimsically painting it's way up her face...He knowsshe knows...She sees things....Old faces inbent trees,Sad eyesin lost marbles found again,Promiseson butterfly wings,Accidental heartson the tea~stained counter top....