Showing posts with label woman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label woman. Show all posts

Friday, June 11, 2010

You Made Me Cry, Hippie Singleton Art

You Made Me Cry
Singleton Hippie Art


Stupid little carnival ride,
with the rinky dink music
and smell of buttered popcorn
dripping everywhere...

Just let me off....

Let me wander
into the crowds,
dirty footed,
in my brown paper bag dress....

Empty except for the colors I carry inside...

"Words and Artwork (C) Singleton 2010
Self portrait after the fight...the first one, the last one, the only one...And I cried.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

YES, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


YES
Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006



"What did you say?"
Yes.
"Say it again"
Yes.
"Are you whispering now?"
Yes

I'm so thirsty....



Colored markers, pencils, ink and all that hoo-hah on cardstock

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Tightrope, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


TIGHTROPE
Outsider Woman Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006



Stupid little soap opera.....

You're watching.
Checking to see if I can find the balance,
the rhythm...

bird on a wire....

And I might teeter,
wobble,
but I won't look down.

Peace is waiting.
And I'm going there.

Markers, ink, pencils and all that other hoo-hah. The earrings are just for balance.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Tribal Dance, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art

TRIBAL DANCE
Woman Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

It was hazy.
Smokey.
Dark.

I wasn't ready.
Wasn't expecting you.
Wasn't looking for you.

Into the light.


Colored pencils, markers, ink and all that hoo-hah


Sold To A Fellow Tribal Dancer

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Random, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art

RANDOM
Outsider Woman Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

I was only dancing
And you whispered
down my neck
Everything and nothing
that I simply
wanted to hear...
I was only dancing

Raincheck.



Colored markers, pencils, ink and all that hoo-hah

Saturday, October 07, 2006

The Seduction, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art

The Seduction
Outsider Woman Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

If you weren't
so
hammered,
You would have
seen me
look away.

And this would
come
as no surprise.

Next round's on me.


Markers,pencils, ink and all that hoo-hah on cardstock,etc...

Sold to the Keeper of My Confessions

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Sweet Chaos, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


Sweet Chaos
Outsider Woman Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

You didn't leave me
broken,
just a
little of a mess.

Nothing
I can't fix.





Markers, Pencils, Ink and all that other hoo-ha


SOLD to a Soulful Sister

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Window, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art

WINDOW
Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton
2006





I found a
window.
Opaque, but open.
And I'm leaving.

The trash goes out on Tuesday.


pencils, markers, ink, all that hoo-ha

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Relapse, Singleton 2006, Outsider Hippie Art

Relapse, total relapse
Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

Haunched,
ready to run,
watching,
waiting.

And
the sun was new and yellow
and glaring,
the coquina under my feet
almost blinding.

I almost didn't see you.
And when I did...
I forgot to run.
to fight.
to save myself from this again

relapse,
total relapse.

8 1/2 by 11 cardstock. Colored markers, pencils, ink and all that hoo-hah
At home on the living room wall

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Little Reminders of Voo-Doo, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


Little Reminders of
Voo Doo
Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

SOLD

Like rusty little nails,
you hammered your voo-doo who- do into my world.

Fooled you, though,
moved my love beads farthest
from my heart

And you missed
On your very last foolish lunge

And I'm not empty.

But, vacant,
And that should have been
welcomed all along

Markers, pencils, ink, and a little bit of Joanie on cardstock

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Fly Catcher, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


FLY CATCHER
Outsider Artwork
(c) Singleton 2006

SOLD

We know who you are
and saw what you did

This isn't some cheap little B rated movie, where you can parade in and out, littering the floors with obscene little motives and leaving your dirty fingerprints across my heart.

I am the fly catcher
And I'll catch you
when I can


Monday, September 18, 2006

Sorry, Wrong Number , Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


Sorry, wrong number...
I'll try again

(c) Singleton 2006

SOLD

Accidents happen.
And sometimes they're wonderful.
You tumble backwards,
feet slipping off the curb,
and plow head on into fate...
we magically tumble into what was never meant to be,
mistakenly thinking
this is it.
Love.

And then it hits you.



Sunday, September 17, 2006

Pretty Little Story, Singleton 2006

SOLD
Pretty Little Story
Outsider Art
(c)2006, Singleton

Little Fairy Teller,
You are such a pretty
story.

You've always wanted to
rewrite The End with all your
fancy-smancy words
.





Framed & Double Matted
_____________________________________

Friday, September 15, 2006

Peacekeeper, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


PEACEKEEPER
Outsider Hippie Art
(c) Singleton 2006

SOLD

I've changed the locks
I hope you understand
I'll miss your eyes
the see-through color of thin waves
kissing sandbars
and the way you threw your head back
to laugh
chugging the good down

But you let the flies in

I hope you understand


From the never-ending stack of 8 1/2 by 11 cardstock...Colored pencils, markers, pen


Thursday, September 14, 2006

Catching Marbles in the Rain, Singleton 2006, Outsider Art


Catching Marbles in The Rain
Outsider Art
(c) Singleton 2006


SOLD


In the early morning, sleepless,
"wandering the halls til almost dawn"
hours
I gave up and
trapsed outside
head banging
coughing
from a too late night
and
found her there
dancing in the knee high grass,
catching marbles in the rain.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Just Stop Talking, Singleton 2006

Just Stop Talking
(c) Singleton 2006

Your
Incessant chattering,
noise,
background static
is raining on my peace

You're always
flapping at the jaws...
and never listening...

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Page 148 from my Journal, Singleton, 2006 Outsider Art



(c) Singleton 2006
Page 148 From My Journal
SOLD TO A BEAUTIFUL SOUL


This is what Sunday Morning looks like,
feels like,
sounds like.

Listening between the lines.
Running.
Falling.
Drenched.