Showing posts with label all seeing eye. Show all posts
Showing posts with label all seeing eye. Show all posts

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Let the Spirits in, Let the Spirits out....






"The Spirits Fall in,
Fall out, Dancing all about...
hiding in the attic, playing little games,
spinning vinyl static,
They never go by their names.

Listen very quietly,
Listen with your heart,
Their voices are woven into and out of the Art...
     String singing in the wind,
     The dusty dance of butterflies as they spin...

The Spirits fill the beginning,
The Spirits fill the end...."

©Singleton Artwork and poetry

A simple little Spirit house to nest the restless souls that flitter about, tugging on our heartstrings, hanging in our pasts....a simple little place for them to coexist with now and tomorrow, to join us as one....in the beginning, and the end.....



Created with peace and love and believing, and being shown on November 29th, at the Deland Indie Market Holiday Edition.  Much Peace!

Saturday, September 08, 2012

The Tinker Man Bells, Singleton Hippie Art Backpack

"I know where I'm going,
 I wander freely, and watch for little trip~me~ups along the way,
but it's the spirit of the Tinker Man,
with all his magic,
keeping a safe eye,
on

all behind me....

With His little bag of sticks and stones,
clickety clackity Karma,
he's there...
while I dance in the dirt,
laugh in the Moonshine,
Sing with the Serpents...
He's there
in the shadows
watching....

And I wander on...."

Words and Artwork (c) Singleton 2012

A tea dyed cotton backpack embellished with a little hand painted peace~love patch and the All-seeing-eye, a Tribute to the Tinker Man....And the magic sound of bells in the wind:)


Sunday, June 10, 2012

The Psychedelic Promise, Singleton Hippie Art

The Psychedelic Promise
(c) Singleton 2012 word and Artwork

"I teetered...

quietly leaning into the white tunnel...
pretending I was only tripping....
and just before I crossed over
into the Peaceful arms of
the whiteness....

I remembered the colors....
the sounds,
the smells,
the laughter of Life
and I remembered I wasn't finished....

Not yet.....

And I fell back,
fell foward
to
the new now,
landing smack into the eye of the storm,
into the littered aftermath of the beginning,
and the quiet lull before the end still to come...

Fell quietly into your arms,
and
the psychedelic promise...."

111x 15" Psychedelic tribute to the Circle of Life:)  Watercolors, markers and peace and love....