The Daily Doodles

“The Time is Now” a Haiku

One eye, the future;
The other, looks to the past.
Today, is ignored.

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“Life in the Backseat”

Leaning her head against the cool glass of the window, Hannah drifts in and out of a hazy, bored sleep as she sits in the backseat of her parents car, returning home after a long weekend at grandma’s.

Grandma wasn’t the same this time, and after catching the bits and pieces of her parents hushed whispers to each other, Hannah knew they noticed it too.  

Staring out at the mountains in the distance, Hannah wonders what it must feel like to have your brain slowly fade away… not being able to remember your family, friends, or even who you are… it could be what Hell feels like.

The mountains she was blankly staring at come into focus, as she realizes that settlers once had to cross those towering peaks on foot… a thought hard to fathom as Hannah and her family speed past these mountains without a second thought from the safety and comfort of a heated car.

She wonders if she would have survived that trip if she was alive back then… maybe she did die in those mountains, in some past life, since she simply wasn’t made for those times.

And maybe she isn’t made for these times, either.  Maybe it was some cosmic mistake, being born now… and if the world ends tomorrow, could this be the last life she gets?  Does everything start over?  Does time stop if there are no humans to notice it?

Ah, but there’s Aliens I guess… they’d prolly notice it.  Hmm…

Her grandma’s hugs even seemed different this time… as if it was just a reaction of her grandma’s muscle memory, with no feeling or affection behind it.

Hannah slips into a dream, standing in her grandma’s living room, searching for her toys that are apparently lost… and her grandma is coming down the hall.  Slowly.  

For whatever reason, Hannah feels like she must escape with her toys before her grandma catches her there.  She can’t see her, but Hannah can feel her presence looming, coming ever closer…  

It all seems so empty.

Hannah wakes up to her dad’s voice letting her know they’re home so she needs to put her shoes back on, and the thoughts from the drive fade away.

(Starring the awesome Hannah from Waitinginthewings.tumblr.com!)

(And thank you to the also-awesome Samantha of Other-side-of-the-universe.com for helping me gif this!)

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“Be Home Before Dark”

Cycling back from school, he feels the wind in his hair
The cold wind is nipping at his face, and freedom is in the air
With his bike he is unchained, and the entire world he could roam
There’s no reason he couldn’t keep going, and never return home.

The thought romantically feels tempting,
As he passes the homeless people in the park…
But this time he’ll keep his promise,
And be home before dark.

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“The Boy Who Isn’t Really All That Special”

Danny walks down the hallway, into the living room
Everyone is fast asleep, but Danny is filled with doom and gloom
He may not ever realize, but his subconscious already knows
That’s he’s just really not that special, and it obviously shows.

Even though he’s only seven, it’s still abundantly clear
That he ain’t curing any disease, or winning Boy of the Year.
No society changing inventions will come from his average mind,
And his thoughts and/or opinions will never alter the course of humankind.

He doesn’t know that yet, and he’ll always be told a lie
That he’s a unique snowflake, and a special lil’ guy.
He’ll belabour under this myth for a lifetime’s worth of years,
Living an average life filled with average happiness and tears.

But does it really matter if Danny isn’t the special-est guy on Earth?
And the world won’t feel any impact from his death or birth?
Because if EVERYONE is special, then no one really is
Each person has their role to play, and being Un-Special is his.

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“Just One More Wasted Day”

As nighttime turns to day,
and daytime turns to night
You sit alone in your room,
bathed in your laptop’s light

Thinking back to your youth,
remembering all that you have seen,
Your best times were always spent
Staring at your computer screen.

So while life is passing by,
As you spend it clicking and scrolling away
It must be fine for now,
since it’s just one more wasted day.

(Thank you to Chiara Adams of Doublethink Design for .giffing this for me!)

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Hello everyone!

I recently passed a milestone that I am quite proud of, but as always, I was reticent to actually acknowledge it on my site… I am afraid of seeming cocky, boastful, pretentious, etc etc.

But, I passed the 100,000 follower threshold the other week, and I am very happy about it!

When I started this site 2+ years ago, 10k followers seemed impossible.  I remember texting my sister about each new follower or new ‘like’ (for about 6 months, I had less than 30 followers).  If I ever DREAMED of having 100k followers, I would have assumed I was FAMOUS!

Of course, as we all know, I am not anywhere close to famous, and as I personally know, I am still extremely broke and unsuccessful in ways that (financially) matter.  Despite the growth of my site and my work, I’m still not where I want to be.  Working on books, keeping up content for the site, making rent, it’s all pretty damn tough to be honest (not to sound whiny of course).

Still, I feel extremely lucky that I’ve been received so well by everyone here (2+ years, over 100k followers, and I’ve still only gotten 1 hate mail), and that I’ve grown so quickly and “easily”.  I am a firm believer of doing the work you think is good and not what you think other’s want to see, and if you believe in it then the RIGHT people will find it and enjoy it as well. 

I owe a lot to the staff of Tumblr, and everyone who has glanced or even stolen my illustrations and gifs, as it has all contributed to putting me on a career path I never thought I could embark upon.  

Longtime readers will remember how I used to draw…!  It was awful!  Only now am I becoming acceptable, and in the near future there will be books and other projects… all directly caused by the success of my site here.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH, to everyone, and I really do love you all!  

If everyone wants to get together and all send me 1 measly dollar each, I will accept it.  HELL, GIMME 12 CENTS EACH.  I live cheap! :’-o

New drawings and gifs coming shortly…! :-)

Love,
David Michael Chandler

“Watching TV”

Watching you while you sleep, letting you bask in its glow
Filling your dreams with the fuel that you need to help you grow
The TV’s warm light shall protect you till dawn,
Occupying your mind, until that morning’s first yawn.

It’s the only one that’s been there, when you are alone
You’d have nothing and nobody to love if your favourite shows weren’t shown.
It’s watchful eye stares back at you, making sure that you’re alright
So that your TV can be sure, that you’ll come back the next night.

(Thank you to The Amazing Fatma, for giffing this for me!)

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“Space Can Be So Lonely”

Everyone on the ship is dead, except for me and you only
And as we’ve come to learn, space can ever be so lonely.

As the last survivors of the virus, we ran into each other’s arms
Feelings grew so quickly, while we were drunk on each other’s charms.
We’d carelessly toss around words, like “always”, “fate”, and “love”
And we’d swear that the other was a gift, sent from Heaven above.

And I’ll admit that it was nice, as everything was new!
We disinfected the ship, and jettisoned the dead crew.
But when everything calmed back down, we entered that malaise,
As we got to really know each other, and left the lavender haze.

It’s just been a few weeks, but you’re already so annoying
You’re judgmental and dense, and creepily cloying.
I’ll happily ignore it for now, since I don’t wanna be alone,
But we’ve run out of things to say, and you dull me to the bone.

I can tell you feel the same, but there’s not much we can do
We’re the only two around, so we both pretend that “I love you”.
I’ll still hold you every night, and whisper sweet things in your ear
But the main reason that I love you, is that no one else is here.

(Thank you to the Amazingly Talented Samantha of Other-side-of-the-universe.com for giffing this for me!)

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Hey everyone!

I recently did a fun interview with Make It Magazine; they’re a cool magazine made for and by the Malaysian maker community, and I was honoured to be a part of their new issue.

READ IT HERE.

Hope I don’t sound too lame in the interview, and please check out the rest of the magazine!  It’s perfect for any creatives or lovers-of-creativity all over the world.

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND UNLESS YOU DIE SORRY.

<3 David Michael Chandler <3

“The Long Journey Across the Galaxy”

After hearing the hiss and click of the last hibernation tank as it pressurizes and seals in his shipmates, Harrison Daniels quietly lifts his lid and makes sure everyone is frozen in their pod…

In 31 years when they finally reach the asteroid belt they’ll wake up, but for now the coast is clear.  He has the room to himself.

As there’s no oxygen being pumped into this part of the ship (since everyone is meant to be in their tank, frozen for the journey), Harrison quickly grabs a spare oxygen mask and climbs up onto the round windowsill overlooking the galaxy.

He’s not sure why he snuck out of his tank, but as he watches the distant field of stars stream by as the mining ship rockets along at lightspeed, he’s glad he did.

His mind struggles to comprehend the enormous scope of the galaxy stretched out before him, and while he feels a deep connection to it all, it also leaves him feeling totally insignificant.  His problems, his worries… they couldn’t matter.

Thinking back, Harrison realizes he’s never actually been alone his entire life.  Family, spouses, friends… and in 31 years when they reach the belt, he’ll never have a moment to himself.  All he has is this, right now.

He tells himself that he has to do this again, somehow… for longer than just a few hours.  It’s nice.

But, he has responsibilities still, and everyone will notice if they arrive at the asteroid belt and he’s the only one who has aged the 31 years (not to mention, he has no food— the hibernation tank is meant to nourish him as as they travel).

Taking one last long look out the window, Harrison gets back into his tank, and goes to sleep.

(A very special thanks to Kyle Harter for giffing this for me!)

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