Reading this comic makes you better than everybody else. I tell you this because it’s true and vice versa. Mostly vice versa.
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This was an extremely demanding strip to get right. I had no relevant personal experience to draw upon, see. I had to become that guy to be able to write him properly. I was him for almost two weeks. After that, three weeks as the woman. At one point I was even the frame. Intense. I’m the Christian Bale of webcomics. Everybody thinks so. Nobody says it out loud.
Before anyone asks me if this is in any way autobiographical let me beat you to it; “I am a boxers exclusively kind of guy”.
As a direct consequence of the global financial crisis this installment of the Rhubarb is in black and white.
Small heads. Big heads. What’s too small? What’s too large? A highly controversial topic. Small headed people are stealing my women! Large headed people are ruining the neighborhood! Oh my, What a hornets’ nest! My hope is that this comic will spark a much needed public debate on head sizes. Perhaps even loosening some of the tension surrounding the subject all over the world. Africa, Europe and Asia – nobody knows what the ideal head size is and nobody seems to wanna talk about it. Yes, this IS a global problem. What are your thoughts on the subject? Are global problems okay?
Also, a very happy birthday to the youthful and dangerously talented “miss FT” creator of The History Twins.
Guide for reading this comic:
Pour yourself nice cup of coffee. Add fitting amount of schnaps. Relax your arms. Let them dangle down along your sides. Say out loud “I’m the best there is at everything I do”. Repeat the sentence seven times. It’s a lucky number. Swing your dangling arms back and forth. Nice and easy. You’re a swaying tree in the warm summer wind. Wilder. Faster. Feel the rhythm. Rhythm is a dancer. You’re free. Direct your eyes at the screen. Read the first panel. Stop. Start again from top until done.
You’re welcome.
Great! This comic is loosely based on an untrue story about a left-handed heavy-weight champion kick-boxer from the backwoods, who travels to the big city to become a celebrity dentist to the stars.
Leave a comment below if you also like backwoods kick-boxing.
“Mieville moves effortlessly into the first division of those who use the tools and weapons of the fantastic to define and create the fiction of the coming century”.
Neil Gaiman wrote this little endorsement on China Mievilles “Perdido Street Station” (which I’m currently reading). My hopes for this little supplemental text piece was initially to have Neil write something similar on “Anyone for Rhubarb?”. I could even have made do with a subtle change of certain words – Mieville for Christian Henry and the tools and weapons of the fantastic for wicked awesomeness for instance. Sadly and for reasons still unknown, one of which was that I made no attempt whatsoever to contact him, it wasn’t to be. Perhaps next week. Neil and I are great friends in my imagination, so it’s probably mostly a matter of time.
Wiki on Perdido Street Station



