It looks like a dolphin! (Taken with instagram)
That one lake you drive around when you going from Georgia to Tennessee (Taken with instagram)
Really
the only
difference between
A spark and an ember
is whats next to it
when it happens
(via (You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (To Party!) at Flip Flop Flying)
This is an idea that has been floating around in my head for a few months, and for obvious reasons, I got around to realising it this weekend.
Each dot represents one word of the song. The colours represent who is saying that word.
Sometimes, I’m asked if there are prints of my work available; I don’t normally do that sort of thing, but on the off-chance that you would like a print of this graphic, I’m providing a hi-res TIFF (254 x 321 mm / 10 x 12.6 inches; zipped file; 18.1MB) that you can download and have printed.
You don’t have to pay for it—-I certainly don’t want to profit from it-—but if you do want to download and print it, it would be nice if you would consider donating something to a cancer charity.
Here are some links to cancer charities in different countries.
If your home country is not listed, and you want to donate, just do some Googlin’,
and do it that way (and if you do do that, please email me (craig AT flipflopflyin DOT com)
and let me know which charity you used, and I can add it to the list.)
I’m kinda obsessed with sunsets (Taken with instagram)
This be purtty (Taken with instagram)
Here’s how I see it man. There’s really only a few types of relationships:
Ones that are good and end on bad terms (Brittany),
Ones that are bad and end on bad terms (Alaina),
Ones that are bad and end on good terms (Molly),
Ones that got away (Maddie…),
And ones that don’t end (MADDIE!!!)
I’ve experienced all of them (or at least I want the relationship I’m in to be the fifth kind and sometimes that all you can do) and unless you get really, really lucky the first time everybody else has them too. I personally think everybody is going to have at least one of each before they find their MADDIE!!!. You gotta sniff a fart to know how good bar-b-Que smells (I’m a goddamn poet!)
What I’m trying to say is you don’t know how this is going to end up for you down the road. Right now it feels like the world is crashing down but it could very well be a dream where you’re half awake and can’t tell if you’re really doing this stuff or not and you’re gonna wake up and realize that your brain is a dick and it was all pretend.
I got lucky, the one who got away came back. Who knows what’s gonna happen with you guys. Maybe he’s your Brittany, maybe he’s your Maddie… Maybe you still have some Mollys and Alainas left to date.
Maybe this is some odd end-of-the-year, finals induced madness and he going to come to sense and realize whats happening. All I know is you can’t dwell on it, because the line between love and obsession is a blurry one, but it’s a line all the same.
You know I’m here for you no matter what.
Love,
Dustin
This is a song I wrote about love and heartbreak and the normal song stuff. It’s called Transparent. It has acoustic guitar, bass, steel guitar, electric guitar, harmonica and drums all played by myself :D It makes me smile when i play it so i hope it does the same when you hear it
everyone is a poet
a writter
a photographer
a musician
a painter
an artist
an actor
Creative type and right brained
trying so hard to be a change
the one light in the black sky
but really we’re fireworks on the fourth of July
a cliche
But hey, it’s still fun right?
Convinced we are the only ones truly experiencing life
We’re all living in Neverland
Thinking we’re made of stardust
But some of us are gonna have to grow up
it’s the sad truth in this place
it’s life, and it’s not fair
that’s what they say
but i’ve always wondered how they know
talking like they’ve already lived





