You know that tiny voice in your head that goes, “Yeah… but…” right after you agree with something? That’s exactly where Anton Gudim lives creatively.
His “Yes, But” series turns those quiet contradictions into sharp, two-panel comics, simple, clean, and just a little too accurate. No overexplaining, no noise, just a setup, a twist, and that split-second realization that makes you laugh… then question yourself.
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Shouting equals authority. It's a bizarre affliction our society seems saddled with.
Gudim’s genius is in how little he needs to say. With minimal visuals and almost no text, he taps straight into the strange logic of everyday life—our habits, our quiet excuses, the little hypocrisies we all carry around. Then he flips them, clean and precise, in a way that feels obvious… just not before you see it.
It lands fast, but doesn’t leave as quickly. Funny first, then slightly uncomfortable, because there’s usually a bit of you in it.
Scroll down to see his latest comics, and pick the one that hits a little too close.
Sickening when relatively wealthy travelers boast about about how cheaply they got a desirable article from much poorer people abroad
Always get a receipt, otherwise it's next to impossible to return anything. Oh, and you'll note that some places ask if you want the receipt, the receipt is automatically printed and if you say no they'll just toss it into a bin. McDonald's, I'm looking at you.
Been cleaning hair out of drains and sinks for a long time now and will hopefully for many years to come.
I think it's supposed to be something you can punch / beat up for exercise, but it's then wrapped and padded for shipping. But it took me a while...
Hey if I managed to see a doctor, let alone a home visit, they could do what they liked.
That doesn't mean you get to wander into the women's locker room. Seeing them mostly nakie is on their terms.
I was homeless for six months when I was 22. I broke into an abandoned shop to sleep in at night after just one night on the streets. That was a weird time in my life, but I survived. Certainly made me tougher in the long run. EDIT - I should also add that it gave me access to running (cold) water and a toilet. No heating or electric though. It was super cold. We're talking ice in the bathroom levels of cold.
Apart from the first one, this illustrator still has the level of thinking of an 8-year-old who thinks he has invented the wheel.
A lot of these were a...stretch...Some missing the point, entirely.
Pseudo-deep. Like a 13 year old who just discovered Marx or Adorno and now knows everything about anything.
Apart from the first one, this illustrator still has the level of thinking of an 8-year-old who thinks he has invented the wheel.
A lot of these were a...stretch...Some missing the point, entirely.
Pseudo-deep. Like a 13 year old who just discovered Marx or Adorno and now knows everything about anything.
