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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |

David Miller pushes past a pack of tourists, and scans the busy rush hour streets… looking for her. He saw her for only a moment from afar, but he knew he had to find her.
He needed to meet her, or at least take a picture of her.
The girl’s bright red hair sways in the breeze, waving to him like a matador’s cape from across the intersection. He starts to run towards her, but the streets are too packed. He raises his camera, but she’s facing away…
David hopes, PRAYS that she will turn around, even if only for a moment, so he can catch a photograph of her lovely face… please, turn around…
Almost as if she heard his pleas, the girl glances over her shoulder towards David and his camera. For a moment it is as if time freezes— her milky white skin glows in the brisk fall air, perfectly framed by her flowing red locks… and the look in her eyes; so sad and beautiful, but full of life. So much revealed and said in just one glance.
David takes the photograph.
And just as quickly as she had turned, she dissolves away into the sea of people.
David waits along that route every day, constantly searching for her, but never sees her again.
(Be sure to check out and follow the stars of today’s Doodle on their respective Tumblrs— the amazing work of Photographer David Miller, and the lovely modeling of the beautiful Sierra McKenzie. They are both awesome people and great artists.)
Posted 7/28/2011
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Benson Chalmers was once an award winning photo-journalist, having traveled all across the globe documenting wars, natural disasters, revolution… through his lenses, he brought to focus the triumph and heartbreak of the world.
Since then, through a series of events that are explainable in context but sound ludicrous on their own, Benson has become addicted to a cocktail of pills and been blacklisted by all reputable newspapers and magazines of the Western world.
Working as a lowly paparazzi, he stumbles across evidence that Hilary Leonardo, heir to the Leonardo Family fortune, is having an affair outside of her marriage. Thinking he can leverage this scandalous information into a hefty payout from her conservative grandfather Chapman “Chappie” Leonardo (and Patriarch of the Leonardo Family), Benson brings the photographic evidence to Chappie’s office on the 87th floor of the Leonardo Building in the hopes of achieving some easy blackmail.
Chappie reveals that he has known about this affair for many months now, and is not concerned with what his harlot of a granddaughter does with her life. His own security detail that follows his granddaughter caught Benson and his camera snooping around, so Chappie personally prepared a dossier and his own bit of return-blackmail towards Benson… Benson’s attempts to get multiple prescriptions illegally have left him easily vulnerable.
Instead of these weak attempts to blackmail the other, Chappie proposes an alternative—
10 years ago, Chappie suffered a stroke that the family was able to keep from the media. He was in a coma for 6 months, and when he awoke he suffered from long term amnesia. He can’t remember much from before the stroke, and he doesn’t trust his family enough to believe what they tell him his memories are. Simply put, he believes they are lying to him.
He will hire Benson to investigate and research his past, so that he can learn what he has forgot.
Benson happily accepts; the thought of a steady paycheck and intriguing assignment revitalizing him.
Soon, Benson realizes he is in way over his head.
TO BE CONTINUED—