Saturday, March 24, 2007

Simply Saturday, outsider hippie art, Singleton 2007

(c) Singleton 2007SIMPLY SATURDAYOutsider Hippie Woman ArtSOLDTattered little wingsstrung around my neck,Feathered Trinkets falling to the ground....Dancing in the dustDancing in the pastDancing in the oldAnd it's all newAnd I've never been here beforeAnd never seen your face, your eyes, your smile...Felt your breathe....But it's the new lovethat's the oldest.....And I've missed you for a

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

The Ring, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

THE RINGOutsider Woman Hippie Art(c) Singleton 2007SOLDImposssible...This trinket...accidently lost...It's owner paying no mind...When the salty fingers of fatespider-danced up into the sandand stole, quickly,the glittered past...Impossible...This trinket...tumbling slowly...lazily...in an oceanic wombof safeness,and thenClink.....Landing at my toes....Pencils, ink, markers, my life and all that

Saturday, February 24, 2007

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

MARTINI MOON (c) Singleton Outsider Art 2007

Martini MoonOutsider Woman Hippie Artwork(C)2007, SingletonI wasn't lookingSo I can't look you in the eyes.I have to sneak peeks,So I'll rememberin the morning,or maybe forever...dancingever so slowto The National AnthemAnd it's so hot in here...with Jimmy Page and Tina Turnerwallsholding up the sky...But we laugh,andever so slow,under the blue martini moon...I find your eyes8 1/2 by 11 on

Friday, February 23, 2007

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

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Just Give Me Peace Dot Com

We have heard that if something is too easy, it's not worth havingWho really knows? But we're on the road to find out...Please join us in the hippie parade...Check out our new website underwayand follow our links there for some wonderful alternative artworkpeace, love, patience, perseverance & special thanks to the butterfly wings & lotus blossoms that help to give us flight...Fly high, be free &

Broken, Singleton 2007, Outsider Art

Broken,Outsider Woman Hippie Artwork(c) Singleton 2007Silly man,I twined my life togetherwith old leather.Ask any biker,it only gets stronger...Aged, it's silky patinaglides, slides, rides....You think you broke the chainwith your charm,but I'm floating,Simply resting at the Seawall...Treasure huntingwith my toes....

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