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Kimball and Laurel
@counterintuitive.bsky.social
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2 queer and disabled people making weird comics together.

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post 2
More small birds. One more puffy little thing, and a sparrow rubbing into the ground. Little faint text explains: sand bath! And on one where the bathing bird is upside-down it says: not dead! Normal text reads: fears exaggerating other fears / imagining hate in the minds of others.
November 6, 2025 at 3:45 PM
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part 38 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Pencil drawings of a seagull crying out, and then just its head and open curved beak. Text says: agoraphobia has always / made me afraid that if I go outside / I will get stabbed / or worse / caught in a conversation. Birds of all sorts spreading their wings as they bathe, looking pleased and comfortable. Text says : my therapist at once point said something about / it making people feel like they will fall into the sky / or the ground will shake under them / I never felt that. Underneath in small, light text it says the bird is splashing water on itself. Very different birds. A pelican calling, two long necked birds, a sandpiper from behind. Text says: holding hands with Lucas outside / I know that I am seen as a man / and I fear then. Small birds with puffy feathers. One looking like its extra poofed to fight the cold. Handwriting reads: doing what little I do / to present as non-binary / and I fear then too.
November 6, 2025 at 3:45 PM
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And the last three pages.
A flashlight appears in the darkness behind the glasses person as they get up. They enter the open gate. The flashlight projects the diamond pattern of the fence on the ground, and the glasses wearer sees it. O-oh, they say, and then say: guys? As they enter into the building. The building is even darker than outside, almost completely black. Their hands grope in the darkness. A light comes in through the window, and moves towards them. They run. They run, and run, and then trip and fall. When they sit back up they spot four figures in front of them. Guys? They say, and continue: there’s someone coming. They look at the group in front of them in this dark building. The glasses wearer asks: Jamie? Ryan? The group in front of them doesn’t respond. They say: are you even, but they trail off. In the dark the faces of the figures in front of them seem strange, nefarious, ever-changing. A figure with a flashlight appears behind them, aiming away from the group for now. The glasses wearer says: …I don’t know you, do I? The beam of light swings towards them, towards this group of strange silhouettes. And the comic ends.
October 31, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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I made this comic over a decade ago for a Boston area comics anthology called Hellbound! A rare foray into horror for me. It turned out good though!! And i still really like the style I went with.
A comic where the background is black with vague gray shapes behind. Figures show up as silhouettes of mostly featureless gray pencil texture. We see a character park their bike at a street sign and attach it to the sign with a bike lock. The character is wearing glasses, and looks out to see friends waving to them. They run over to the friends and say hey. Exhausted from the running, the character leans over as they catch their breath. One of the figures comes over to them and brings their face over to the glasses wearing characters ear. A mouth opens on a vague face, and it says: we are going to explore the old factory. The glasses person gets back up and tries to look at the vague shape of hair and shadows of facial features on the figure that spoke. They ask: Jamie…? Whose voice is that? The unknown figure puts a finger up to their mouth, signifying that they need to be quiet. The glasses person says: r-right. In the dark, the shapes that make up the other figure’s face seem to morph and change. The unknown figure puts a hand on the glasses persons shoulder, and they head to join the other three. As a group, they move past trees and over a chain link fence, past parked cars and towards the vague shapes of buildings. The group finds themselves at another chain link fence, but this one has barbed wire at the top. One of them starts picking the padlock on the gate. The glasses person says: look, Im not sure we should be doing this. The unknown figure from before looks at them, and then they continue: Okay? I just dont want to go in. The unknown figure pushes them to the ground, and then as they look back up from their crumpled position on the ground, the figure puts a finger to their lips. Shh. The gate is open, and they head in.
October 31, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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post 2
And he couldnt as a woman either, he said, the text reads. Intersecting lines in the circles, a molten center. Text continues: and I knew it was because / people dont see trans women as soft or warm / transmisogyny and all that. Swirling lines suggest almost the feeling of light through a water glass, glinting and distorting forms. The writing reads: made me think / made me wonder if people do not see who I am / if it all gets lost under the discomfort. Swirls of color, and then a tiny colorful circle outside of the circle. Text reads: but some are kind / some truly do get it.
October 30, 2025 at 2:47 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 37 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Earlier this week, text starts off the page, a person asked me / if I was trans / because of my comics. Simple circles fill the panels on this page, and colored lines radiate out from the center, or from the outer limits of the circle. Abstract explorations continue inside and outside of the circles, sometimes giving the slight suggestion of eyeballs. Handwriting reads: they felt trans to him / they felt like a trans woman made them. Muddy squiggles fill the circles, establishing unknown shape and feeling. Text says: there was a strangeness to it / to just ask outright like that / but. Patterns of colors move through the circles, like they are peepholes to abstract worlds. Text reads: we talked a little and he / said he wanted to express something in himself / that he couldnt as a man / maybe something softer, warmer.
October 30, 2025 at 2:46 PM
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An abstract zine this month! It has a story in it about responsibility, the weight of it that can be carried or tossed aside. It’s a simple story that these times made me think of. You can get it on my patreon $20 tier (or $1 discounted slots, while they are still there).
A pale hand holds a small zine up in front of a metal sign that’s peeling and covered with graffiti scribbles. The cover is covered with a texture like TV static but darker, and scribbles of lighter gray and black creating a frenetic abstraction. Large black text is partially readable amidst all of this, but the only full word is exploit. In the middle it says: moonless night, kimball anderson. The zine is now held open by the hand, still in front of the peeling sign, with lichen growth peaking out. On the left, black is folded like a scarf dropped to the ground. Words say: capricious, lack of. On the right, a zig-zag of black with the word dilettante. White text on top says: there never used to be any question in his mind about what to do. He always just trusted himself. The back of the zine, two black blots dance under the words in black: impending, many. Scribbles of light gray move across the cover and are almost reflected in the graffiti on the sign behind.
October 25, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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part 36 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
The strange thing about gender is, text starts, and particularly about non-binary. Drawings of a wooden shoe stretcher fill the page. Seeing little details of its unfamiliar but very foot-like form. The text continues: is that non-binary people themselves / spend so much time thinking about it. Two shoe stretchers, left and right, the strange notches near the tip, the hinge near the middle. Text says: they are reconceiving / they are analyzing / searching inwardly. The notches continue through to the other side of the toe, it is clear from seeing the underside a little. And the hinge can make this foot bend unnaturally, like its split in half. Text says: and you bring this to someone else / and they might not have thought about it at all. A knob at the top of shoe stretcher seems to be where you turn to extend or retract. The careful drawings show very clearly the way the hinge moves and the smooth textures over it all. Text says: so you hand them your thoughts / and these thoughts are not theirs / they are yours / they dont fit.
October 23, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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post 2
On this page theres only one panel, a nude self portrait which shows my body entirely. My hands are behind my back a bit bashfully, giving a feminine feel to the drawing. Text says: so I asked and got responses which / werent perfect / but were good / and generous / and maybe they got it.
October 16, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 35 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Self portraits of me dressed up in a fairly masculine look, but with some feminine touches. A hat, glasses, a jacket and sweater. Text says: I spent yesterday finally asking / asking the question I needed to know. Then in quotes it says: am I a man to you? The self portrait is spit in thin panels with words between each. And on the bottom Ive taken off the hat and have long wavy hair coming down on one side. The text reads: I let it build up in my mind / that those I love didnt believe it / that they were humoring me. I have taken the jacket off and am just in a t shirt with pants. My hair coming down on one side. And then I have taken off the top, and my nipple and slightly round stomach can be seen. Text says: I asked Lucas and Laurel / who I love so much / and that guy I was flirting with, ha / and. I put my arm across my stomach, as if Im trying to hide it. I take off the pants and now its just my bare back with too broad shoulders and underwear. Text reads: I just needed like / someone yknow? / just a core of people who / really see me that way.
October 16, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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post 2
Its all going through the motions, text says, not really understanding. Figures gather something, stand looking away, hold up a hand to the light. Text continues: not seeing you as you are. And if they get one thing, the text reads, they usually dont get the other. Figures move, and one stands kind of sadly and awkwardly. Text says: its lonely.
October 9, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 34 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Text starts the page: kindness is strange. A melancholic pencil and marker drawing of a person sitting, followed by a person moving towards the reader. Text continues: when I say I cant do something / because of my health / people are usually kind. I dont know what to think of it though, text says at the top of the page. Half formed figures move in contemplative ways, or like they are just about to say something. Text reads: its just / its not them understanding / its them being understanding. Feet clearly from the point of view of a person lying down. Text says: and when people use your pronouns / or are respectful of your gender / I feel like its the same sometimes. Knees of a figure sitting up in bed. The momentary gaze of a person holding the bar on the subway. A tall panel shows a person holding their closed hand up to their mouth, a frown on their face. They are feeling uncertainty or doubt, maybe. Text says: people dont get it / its hard to get / its so different from their lives / but they are kind about it.
October 9, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 33 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
A stark, thick black line comes down in the middle of the first panel, with scratchy bending lines in passionate anxious colors next to it. Text says: I fall in love too easily. In another panel, warmer and smoother lines dance above black gashes. The text continues: sometimes I feel like / I am in love with everyone In the panels on this page, the colored lines start to separate and define space and shape of some unknown landscape. The black becoming blotches that grow and get lighter as they expand. Text says: earlier this week / a guy I had sort of known for a while online / we suddenly were talking / and. The blotches of darkness expand into a hazy gray that colors move through, first like scattered twigs, sticks, then just smearing into the haze itself. The writing reads: he always asked everyone about gender stuff / always so confused about it / this time I explained my stuff to him / and he was kind about it. The color becomes the haze and gray squiggles move through like minnows under the surface of water. The text continues: ha, and we flirted / and kind of like each other / life is nice sometimes.
October 2, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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Eudaimonia is all posted! So this month I'm just posting this little two page comic I liked.
A scribbly figure with a mottled texture sits on the edge of a bed, beside a nude figure lying there looking away. The lying one asks: what do you love about me? The other answers: your soft hands, and we see a rough and pained hand. Oh, the lying figure replies, you can have them. The seated figure continues: the curve of your hips. The lying figure replies: ah, take it. We see a scribble of body with noodly arms and legs. The seated figure continues: the elegant shape of your arms and legs. The lying figure says: take them too. Your chest, your eyes, the seated figure continues. They are yours, the lying one declares, and then asks: but tell me, is it enough? we see the lying figure, just a head, and shoulders over empty space, and a scribbly of stomach. Is it enough yet? They ask.
October 1, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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I’ve been having RSI issues with my hands this year, soo I drew this with my foot! And actually the squiggly, messy style plus a playful and emotional bit of writing made for a good zine! You can get it on my patreon $20 tier (or $1 discounted slots, while they are still there).
A black and white zine lies on what seems like the top of a picnic table. The weathered, faded texture contrasting with the mostly white zine. On the cover, a scribbly, barely recognizeable drawing suggests the shape of a foot, and something held between the toes. Computer text says: drawing with my foot, kimball anderson. A pale hand holds open a spread of two pages on the gray surface of the table. On the left, wobbly lines make a sort of circle, with an indent near the top, and dashed marks. Text says: an orange. And it sort of looks like an orange. On the right, two jagged lines run parallel and then explode into messy squiggles in all directions. Text says: a tree. Yes, the parallel lines were the trunk and the squiggles the branches. Another spread of the zine. On the left, the image becomes less legible, just sharply bending lines. The text says: hurting my hands because I cant sit still. Oh, yes, the drawing kind of looks like a hand with the fingers tensed up. On the right, lines come down and then form into loops and ladder-like shapes. Text says: the world that wont let me sit still. With the text, there are almost shapes of people walking by, as if on a sidewalk. Almost. The back of the zine. Another scribbly drawing of a foot with something stuck between the toes.
September 25, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 32 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Detailed drawings of a yellowjacket, its complex and alien shapes and patterns rendered with yellow colored pencil and graphite. Text reads, ha, and then theres a part of me / that just wants to buck everything / to just / rebel. The face of the wasp with its mandibles and antennae, the wasp in flight, the wasp from below. Text reads, I will be ugly and sick / I will be awkwardly non-binary / Ill be what I want / I dont care.
September 25, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 31 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Text on this page reads, I am my shame / just like I am my grace / in any moments I have it / and in the moments I dont. Graphite self portrait fill the two panels on the page, which have the texture of waves washing up on the shore imposed on top. Sea foam bubbling over the form of the face.
September 18, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 30 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Thin branches of trees end with sparse orange leaves, like in late fall. Spindly winding twigs. Text says, when I put to bed my alternate reality self / I think I wanted to put to bed my lump self too. Red leaves on the ground rendered delicately in colored pencil. Text reads, I wanted to take all my hopes and shames / and just let go / let myself be this new ideal. Fiery orange leaves on a far off tree that rises above still green leaves. I couldnt be that though, it says next to another sparse tree, and a fallen yellow leaf. Text continues, I cant separate myself from shame that way / I have to love my weakness / not distance myself from it. A drawing of a streetlamp with these fall leaves behind it. That same streetlamp again, in a tall panel. It seems like it goes up so high, but the branches and smattering of light orange leaves are even higher. Text reads, I am my weakness / more than I am my strength.
September 11, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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Orange and blue heart shaped leaves, fallen leaves, delicate leaves. Text concludes, its an act of destruction of your self / its rewriting former selves / its shame.
September 4, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 29 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Panels filled with leaves with blotches of different colors on them. At first just one leaf, then others, then a twig with many. Text reads, I believe theres a thing I call / the lump self. Bright colors define shadows and veins on the leaves. Writing reads, the uselessness / the shameful creature / the self I am when I am exhausted / and have to be in bed all day. As colors pass over the leaves, they seem to shimmer. Handwriting reads, and I believe its important to love it / to love the lump self / because its artificially split from you / because you are that self. Cool and warm colors like light and shadow. The veins showing through the leaf a big wide leaf as light goes through it. Text says, but when you get better / when you feel better / you disavow that self / you simply forget it. An iridescent maple leaf.
September 4, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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issue 15 part 3
Light spreads like cracks. It all swirls around a glimmering bright center.
September 2, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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issue 15 part 2
The light stripes across the wall, even parallel lines. The light flows like the surface of the water. Text says: like the light / I am here to / let you grow The light bends. A bright spot covers the bottom of the page.
September 2, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
issue 15 part 1

“Eudaimonia” means “the good life”, not just contentment but a deeper and more complex state of being. This is one chapter of a series that explores different aspects of the concept.
patreon link in bio - no pressure, but any little bit helps!
The texture of a wall with little spots of sunlight on it. The light on the wall splits into shapes, refractions that carry little bits of rainbow color at the edges. Text over the image that seems to be caught by the light itself says: like the light / I am warm and quiet / flowing through / giving The refractions stretch across the wall, making thin bands of light. The light swirls, arching out from a rainbow stripe.
September 2, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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Figures contemplate, communicate. Text says, I was trying to believe I was well. he hunched back of a sad figure. but I also was just / not as ashamed of myself as I used to be. A drawing of a hunched, sad figure. Text continues, not as ashamed of myself as I used to be. The swirls cover the face of a figure as the colored lines become harsher. Text reads, so I did / and he was gone / and it was just me left. The figure faces away as sharp colored lines pass through it.
August 28, 2025 at 2:45 PM
counterintuitive.bsky.social
part 28 of 42

“Sketchbook Comic: Book 2” is my personal sketchbook, where I juxtapose my art with writing about my experiences as a non-binary, chronically ill person.
read the whole book on my website, or support my patreon - links in bio!
Loose, swirly figures wander through swirls of colored pencil. Handwriting reads, a few years ago / I was coming up on 10 years disabled / and / I was doing better in my life. The figures seem dazed as the lines move by them. Two figures seem to converse, one with orange line coming out, and one is intersected by blue lines. Text says, I was going outside, meeting people / I was doing art / sharing art / being a person, finally. A troubled figure grasps their chest anxiously as jagged lines come out of them. The figures seem to be basking in this loosely defined world. Text reads, and I thought that it was / time to put this alternative reality self to bed / that I did not need him in my head. Many figures gather along a horizon line. Bits of these beings are seen, an oval head, troubled hands. Text reads, he was causing me harm / he was this idea of / something I could never live up to / something to measure my failure by. A figure lies on the ground. as swirls of color pass by over head.
August 28, 2025 at 2:45 PM