Tuesday, December 30, 2008

More Paint Chatting with J.J. Bean

No Prisoners!

The Creation of the Universe

all the monsters are (c) Jean.
all the blood is (c) me.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Alphabetization Page 1

Alphabetization Page 1
Originally uploaded by rebeccamock
Another Mail Room short. Kat is a seasoned mail room worker, she knows all the ins and outs and has her own suspicions about how so much gets done in such a small office. Some of the employees may or may not have supernatural powers. Kat is a smoker. Rachel thinks everything is cool.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Mailroom comics

You might have noticed the weird new blog banner. What is it, you ask? It's me, wearing an eye-mask with cartoon eyes. Hello! I'm wearing the jacket worn by my cartoon counterpart Rachel in Mailroom, a comic I'm working on for thesis. Rachel loves to eat, draw silly pictures, and deliver mail. She's kind of a dope.

I did two comics called Mailroom last year, which can be read here. This semester I'll hopefully be drawing lots more Mailroom comics! Wish me luck.

Here's a preview of more to come:
This is a quick cover I threw together for SPX. The character on the cover is Kat, the no-nonsense leader of the student workers. She smokes, swears, and is skeptical that the mail room is haunted.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Mail Room Comics

Emma Page 1
Originally uploaded by rebeccamock
One of three completed short comics about a college mail room. This one features Emma, who replaces Dina as the assistant manager. Also note Rachel and Jane, who are no longer worker-newbies. The customer girl (with the pigtails) totally exists. By the dozen.

(click the page to go to the Flickr set with the full comic)

Saturday, November 15, 2008


The Heavy Bear Who Goes With Me

The heavy bear who goes with me,
A manifold honey to smear his face,
Clumsy and lumbering here and there,
The central ton of every place,

The hungry beating brutish one
In love with candy, anger, and sleep,
Crazy factotum, dishevelling all,
Climbs the building, kicks the football,
Boxes his brother in the hate-ridden city.

Breathing at my side, that heavy animal,
That heavy bear who sleeps with me,
Howls in his sleep for a world of sugar,
A sweetness intimate as the water’s clasp,
Howls in his sleep because the tight-rope
Trembles and shows the darkness beneath.

–The strutting show-off is terrified,
Dressed in his dress-suit, bulging his pants,
Trembles to think that his quivering meat
Must finally wince to nothing at all.

That inescapable animal walks with me,
Has followed me since the black womb held,
Moves where I move, distorting my gesture,
A caricature, a swollen shadow,
A stupid clown of the spirit’s motive,

Perplexes and affronts with his own darkness,
The secret life of belly and bone,
Opaque, too near, my private, yet unknown,
Stretches to embrace the very dear
With whom I would walk without him near,
Touches her grossly, although a word
Would bare my heart and make me clear,

Stumbles, flounders, and strives to be fed
Dragging me with him in his mouthing care,
Amid the hundred million of his kind,
the scrimmage of appetite everywhere.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Hi everybody! I'm Rebecca Mock. I study illustration and in the meantime daydream and doodle a lot.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Paint chatting is bad for my health.

Collaborations with JJ. Bean via Iscribble.net.
Doodling is important to the creative process.