The Pusher, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

The Pusher,Outsider Hippie Woman Artwork(c) Singleton 2007SOLDIt's darkand there's nothing.I can't breathe,but I hear butterflies panting, whispering...and I know you're there...Waiting....With the fix.I'm tainted now.Torn.Thorned.Breathless.And then it's dark again,and there's nothing.Nothing at all but the butterfliespanting, whispering, dancing in the dark.....8 1/2 by 11 on cardstock. All

And I Can't Breathe, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

And I Can't Breathe...Outsider Hippie Woman Artwork(c) Singleton 2007SOLD to the Keeper of My StoriesIt's quicksandandwe're running in place,digging our toes in deeper,drowning....And I can't breathe,There isn't any air...The quicksand,wet and thick andsomehow alive,swallowing our footsteps...erasing our past...Making us impossible to find...Colored Pencils, Markers, Ink and all that hoo-hah on

Last Call, (c) 2007 Singleton, Outsider Art

Last CallOutsider Woman Hippie Art(c) Singleton 2007I'll stop...for just a moment....Scooch closer to hear your voice,feel your smokey breath...a butterfly ghost on my cheek..."So...."You'll sayAnd I'll dig my toes into the sandAnd feel the dirty tide waterrising.You pour your heart out..."That's everything" you say...And I'm wading in your after party,treading through your stories....In the