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 knows
she knows...

She sees things....

Old faces in
bent trees,
Sad eyes
in lost marbles found again,
Promises
on butterfly wings,
Accidental hearts
on the tea~stained counter top....

She sees things,
because....

She believes"

Recycled cardboard, shaving cream, food coloring, colored markers, acrylics, watercolors and ink....

This little Hippie went to town...
painting on the porch with the wind...
Waterspots, inksplots and paint drops....
Accidental art....
And doesn't that mean, it was meant to be....

Rest in Peace, Sweet Friend, Singleton Hippie Art

Rest in Peace,

Sweet Friend

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(c)Singleton 2008

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I see you in

accidental

places at

accidental times,

a face in the rearview

mirror,

laughing

in five o'clock traffic...

a shadow on the midnight

walls,

watching...

a reflection in the wishing pond,

fleeting, but

there, I swear....

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I hear you in

the sudden orchestra

of unexpected windchimes,

the laughter of strangers,

the

"I know this means something"

words to a song I've never heard

before...

.

I feel you...

The giant quiet so loud

it rocks my world...

.

And I'm listening...

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Rest in peace,

sweet friend....

.

and in love...

.

It grows....

Singleton hippie art, this one and only night a tribute to the gazillion moments you still touch my life...

Colored markers, pens, pencils on hand~me~down paper. Drawn in the rain on a Monday night porch. And yes, It's the Day of the Dead, but in my world, it's just another day when Nadine and Joe come to visit and no~one can see them, but me.....

Much love, sweet friends....

Face Painting, Singleton Hippie Art

Face Painting
(c)Singleton 2008
SOLD

Come on in,
drop your
wanna~be's
and
look~at~me's
at the kitchen
door...

Hang your
fancy keys
on the picket fence,
your three piece suit
on the arbor,
your Big Fish Story on the clothesline....

Come on in,
but
make it free...


I'm not
tradin' peace
for nothin'....

Colored markers, pencils, ink and a promise I made to myself 30 something years ago....
And still believe. Love is free, but it ain't cheap.

Singleton Hippie Art , my soul on paper

The Girl with the Peace Tattoo, Singleton Hippie Art

The Girl with the Peace Tattoo
(C) Singleton 2008

She was there
in the crowd,
Leon Russell on the stage,
a barefooted ballerina
flitting over mud puddles
and ice chests,
totally free...

And behind the pink
cloak of yesterday,
she still dances...

and every now and then...
someone notices
the tattoo....

Sometimes you have to go back,
to get it right. 8 1/2 by 11 on cardstock. Colored pencils, ink, markers, Michelobs, peace and love. I was a hippie then. And I thought I was an artist. But nobody put the two of them together...

Peace is a Paisley Dress, Singleton Hippie Art

Peace is a Paisley Dress
(c) Singleton 2008
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October swing,
wooden and crickety,
crooked and old...
tick~tocking over the gravel driveway...
I lean way back
and stretch my legs out
pointy toed to
kiss the sky
and swing higher,
rock dust
powdering my cheeks,
eyes closed.

And I remember...

The sound of the tires
crunching the gravel...
Peek~a~boo smiles...
Accidental million mile hello's...

And in the wind,
my paisley dress
dances,
one last ballet fading...

And swinging here....
swooping back to earth and flying high...
I'm a butterfly for just a moment...

11 x 11 Orignal on recycled cardboard. Background tye dyed with shaving cream and food coloring. Paisley Peace scribbled from this hippie's memories....

A Little Peace and Love, Singleton Hippie Art

A Little Peace and Love
(c) Singleton 2008

I found some dusty old
sidewalk chalk
in a zip lock bag,
buried under photos,
and yellowed
pages of
poetry
written from the rooftop
of another life...
and there was magic in that bag....

Technicolor remembrances
of
when we believed....
Pastel memories...

And so
I tell the story again...
in different colors...
but the ending is
always the same...

"Peace~love"

Funky little hippie art cards available now for keeping or for being pixies for peace and love

Find your Peace, Singleton Hippie Art

Find Your Peace
(c) Singleton 2008

It's there,
in the shards of
yesterday,
tomorrow,
now...
the little broken pieces
of what was once
Fiesta Ware....

The colors of peace,
fleeting fragments...

Find 'em....
Grab 'em....
Glue them back together...
String 'em from the sky...
Chaos is the canvas...
Color it with peace...

Watercolors, marker, ink, peace and love
(c) Singleton 2008

Peace Garden, Singleton Outsider Hippie Art

Peace Garden
(c) Singleton 2008
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Teeny Tiny seeds,
trinkets of
yesterday...
mood rings and
broken chains,
pennies painted red,
ticket stubs from
nights well spent...

Broken thoughts and
stories,
lyrics to unfinished love songs,
Beginnings with blurry
make~believe endings....

Memories....
Feel the love....
let 'em grow....

Peace Garden and other beer enhanced Hippie Art from Singleton available at Just Give Me Peace on Etsy

Recycled cardstock, recycled cigar box, beer bottle cap from thoroughly enjoyed bot of Mich light, markers, ink, hand~me~down watercolors and glitter!

Peace and Dragonflies, Singleton Hippie Art

Peace and Dragonflies
(c) Singleton 2008

Wings fluttering,
dancing,
parading through the sky
in
translucent petticoats,
a chorus of
make-believe blues,
swirling,
twirling,
scooching into
make the circle...
and then
curtsy to
the wind...

Peace
and
dragonflies....
Ballet for the sky....

Available here!

Peace, Love, The Dream...Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

Peace, Love, The Dream

(c) Singleton 2008

SOLD

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Tangled in Sunday sheets,

I stretched,

tossed,

let the Sun sprinkle pixie dust in my eyes

and woo

me back to sleep....

.

Cold, summer sleep...

And we we're dancing...

heads thrown back in laughter,

everyone else wrapped around their partners,

swooning,

but we were laughing...

.

And it was the Peace,

tattered little sticks and strings,

woven,

matted,

braided together

that

made them stare at us....

.

Love is like that....

.

Even in my dreams....

.

Watercolors, markers, ink on recycled paper

Whooo~hooooo! Here we go again!

The coffee table is stacked, they're strung from a clothesline on the back porch, and they're ready to fly free! Selected original works available again....Just follow us to Just Give Me Peace at Etsy where the hippie parade continues....

Peace~love and all that hoo~hah!

Drawing in the Dark, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

Drawing in the Dark
(c) Singleton 2008

8 1/2 by 11 scribble and tired markers on card stock

It was just another night of
no frills
cheap thrills
and the
fortune cookie
cracked,
an empty raw egg...

Sometimes you get
what you pay for....

So I closed my eyes and
pretended
I could see....
And drew and
drew
and drew...

And in the morning,
when
she looked back at me,
scribbled skin
and handless arms,
I smiled....
And pretended
I was blind....

Available now!

Peace Rising, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

PEACE RISING
(c) Singleton 2008

SOLD

Worn out markers on
8 1/2 x 11 spiral bound card stock

Closer to the edge,
and then down,

down,

down,

into the rheumy river,
rolling,
tumbling,
moving with the current,
darker,
further,
faster
until there was deep silence and
the coffee colored sea became a velvet blanket,
and we hid,
there in the underworld,
in buried peace....

floating,
dreaming...

Her laquered fingernails,
slithers of morning,
raked across the river bed,
disco lights at dawn,
and I knew then,
what I know now...

Follow the light....



the endlessness rises....

One Peace, Singleton 2008 Hippie Art

One Peace
(c) Singleton 2008

He rifled through the
glove box,
paper cups, scratched CD's
and registrations to six cars back,
thumbing for something,
anything,
to put his fingers on,
that said yesterday
"I loved".....

The sky changed into a
thousand gowns,
dripping with jewels
and then suddenly,
barren blue...
almost black...
and he grasped at nothing....
laughterless...

And remembered.....

The one peace he had laid to rest....

Freedom.....
the yesterday that said
"I love you"....

Peace is a Mirror, Singleton Hippie Art 2008

Peace is a Mirror
(c) Singleton 2008

Chaos raining,
broken glass,
in a summer shower
and
I'm a
barefoot hippie
skipping
over
splintered
puddles,
dancing in
the mud.

Chaos raining,
reaking,
wrecking,
afternoon storms
brewing,
stewing,
making perfect
tell-tale
spooky stories....

Slumber party hoo~hah.....

And it's morning....
and I touch the tired face in the mirror,
embrace her,
go to her....

Peace is a place
within.....

Souvenier, (c) Singleton 2008 hippie art

Souvenier
(c) Singleton 2008

Wet T shirts piled on the floor,
faces and places
covered in sand
and yesterday's salt....
wilting,
and waiting their turn for
tomorrow....

And i tiptoe over them in the morning,
psychedelic jelly fish fading in their has~been glory,
souveniers
of
another
night
dredging
sand dollars
from the mouths of
yesterday's peace......


IMYSVVFM

Love is free, Singleton hippie art 2008

LOVE IS FREE

(c) Singleton 2008

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Technicolor snake,

Coiled,

Draped,

A Lazy string of

Circus colored

Indian beads....

I touch you

and laugh....

Love is free and

you don't scare me one little bit.....

Radio Love, Singleton Hippie Art

RADIO LOVE
(c) Singleton 2008

Ten thousand songs
streets
stories
and
I'm high...

Bare toes
balanced
on the very edge
of yesterday,
A rock and roll
ballet of
Butterflies and Bowie...
Incense and drums
rolling,
snapping,
Jiffy Pop on an open fire....
Tin can percussion
pulling you in...
And we're high...

Ten thousand lyrics
penciled
in the wind....

Preachin' to the Sky, Singleton hippie art 2008

Preachin' to the Sky
(c) Singleton 2008

It's 2 A.M.
and we're building
bonfires of beer bottles,
crackling, snapping,
breaking
in a pick-up stick pile,
amber
disco lights
under yesterday's moon.

In the morning
you won't remember
the perfect sequence
of the stories,
the way we played
hokie-pokie
with
the fire....
the spells
the magpie fairies cast...
but you'll smile....

And I'll keep preachin' to the sky....

Peace, the love drug, Singleton Hippie Art 2008

Peace, the Love Drug
(c) Singleton 2008













Airdrumming
in a space
so empty
I color the walls
with
make~believe
music...
blues wailing
in the distance,
crashing into corners,
and the chorus,
a thousand stray birds strong,
strumming on steel guitar strings in the wind.

And we're high.
Lost in the accidental peace
of a song
you've heard a thousand times before,
but never like this....
free.....
dancing in the wind.....

Peace, The Love Drug, Dark Background Print now available. Visit Singleton's Hippie Art at Just Give Me Peace on Etsy