Lizz Hickey is Jizz Lickey

Lizz Hickey is a nebbish sometimes-blonde with bizarre body-mod scarifications and she is primarily a printmaker. But printmaking recently got too pricy for her so she is making many little comics. You see? You see?? When you get to rock bottom you can still make comics. That’s why comics are the most natural form of visual storytelling. Cavemen made them, Egyptians carved them onto walls, and now Lizz Hickey makes them. Fuck you the movies, videogames, teleplays, and puppet shows.

 Since Fine Art sucks and can go fuck itself many people who are interested to making works on paper have been working within the comics scene for a while. Lizz mostly makes etchings but has been making some really funny, gross, and partially illegible comics lately. Her roommate, Victor Cayro, has taken to referring to her as Jizz Lickey, a nickname she doesn’t seem irritated by. PS: Victor no longer has pants and has taken to walking around in a towel and a t-shirt. If you would like to donate some size 34 pants, please make a donation to the brokest non-drug addict I have ever met.

Vice: Lizz, where did Danny, Carol and Jeremy, the comic we showcased yesterday, come from? Lizz: Hi. Danny, Carol, and Jeremy came out of nowhere, but I am glad they showed up. Let me tell you about my friends. Jeremy is my favorite. He is a cool, long hair blonde boy-man. He is being pursued by Danny all the time, and won’t have it. He just isn’t gay. Sometimes he thinks he likes Carol, but really just wants to be LEFT ALONE. Overall he is the most rational and compassionate character. Except when it comes to being around Danny. Carol is a nobody white girl with a ponytail who is in love with Jeremy, and doesn’t even know the difference between Jeremy and Danny. (When Danny is dressed as Jeremy, lusting.) She isn’t observant at all, and is a total bitch sometimes. I hate her. Danny is my token Asian character who has soft wrinkly skin and really crushes on Jeremy. He shows he likes Jeremy (or loves) by changing into every-day objects to surprise Jeremy. Jeremy hates this. Jeremy also hates it when Danny dresses as Jeremy. Danny also crushes on Carol, but only when he is dressed as Jeremy for some reason. I don’t know why Danny is so perverse and is such a good shape-shifter, but I’m into it. I also don’t know why Danny is Asian. Danny is every race. Once you read the comics, you’ll understand and put it all together. People tend to think Jeremy, the blonde, is a girl, and then assumes he is a lesbian. No, he is just a straight male. Fact.

Are you Carol?  I am not Carol. I am not any one of these characters. I like to think that I am naive like them, though. Also this could be a lie because I was writing about Carol above and am now thinking about her bitchness. I take it back, sometimes I am Carol. Sometimes I am Danny and sometimes I am Jeremy. Carol also likes toying with men unintentionally, which I think is what I tend to do when I am “single.” Everyone in this comic is a terrible person, except Jeremy. Now I feel terrible. Tell me about your job. You are asking me about my job as a waitress at my Korean BBQ, I assume? I am a white girl in a sea of other white people and Koreans, etc., who are my customers and co-workers. We have delicious marinated meats for you to cook yourself. It’s interesting because before working at this Korean restaurant, I had no idea what Asian culture was like. I grew up in Syracuse and went to school in Westchester. I have been white-bred my whole life. Now I can’t get enough of Asia. Ya’ll know what I mean. It’s pretty great working at the Korean BBQ because I make enough money to slightly live and buy coffee and draw. PS: I used to date the owner. He is standing next to me while I am writing this and is actually telling me to say the whole story, but I won’t. He is twice my age. OK, that just revealed a lot.

I heard you were addicted to the internet as a youth.  I was severely addicted to the internet, and even made a comic about it. It’s an etching comic, where I take a copper plate and draw everything backwards (including the words) and print it forwards. I’ve made a lot of them so far, and you can read them on my website. Once I have enough money to print more, I will. Anyways, they are comics about my childhood. I was so addicted to the internet, so obsessed, that my mom would take away my keyboard! She thought that would stop me!! It didn’t!!! I would have just a mouse, so when I used my computer at 3 AM, I copy and pasted letters with my mouse to LOG INTO AOL. It was sooo time consuming, but I HAD to check my email. I was like 12! Back then it was the AOL that you paid for by the hour, not unlimited internet, so my mom saw the bills and fucking flipped. And I looked at porno and used nasty AOL chats. No big deal. I am still addicted to the internet, just no more porno or chats (for some reason).

Why is every young artist so into Pokemon? I cannot answer for every young artist, because I have a lot of friends who cannot even name ONE Pokemon. Also I never hear about Pokemon? I am so glad you asked this question. I truly only care about Charmander. Charizard looks cool in the photo-game for N64, but I prefer baby Pokemon. First stages only. (Not technically “first” because there are so many levels.) The rock/earthy/bird Pokemon are my least favorite. Like if you’re walking through a cave or in some patches of grass you just can’t stop running into those fucking Pokemon. The same ones over and over again. Geodude and Onix are the worst! I think they are so boring and they also make stupid fucking sounds. They are such a nuisance. The game itself is fun though. You can get really lost in it. I had Pokemon Blue when I was younger and I got totally hooked. I took a break from Pokemon, and got a Nintento DS and THEN got addicted to Pokemon Pearl, but honestly it is just a good game to zone out into. You’re always wondering, did I already go there? Let me check my map. Let me ride my bicycle (saves time)….

What’s up with your scars? Haha i don’t know what’s up with my scars, i get them because of many unreal reasons or private reasons or fucked up reasons because it feels “interesting” to get scars intentionally and actually pay for them. I have a badass artist in upstate new york and I can’t complain. I like they way they happen, and heal, and also their texture. I am obsessed with texture. Not so much blood, though.

What are you going to do with the rest of your life? I have secret plans of what’s going to happen, some more private things that I’m currently planning with a few friends, I hope. If my secret lifelong plan doesn’t work out, I’ll probably keep making comics and teach or some shit. Whatever, I hate to consider that idea of what I’m going to do for the rest of my life. that’s such a nightmare.

And that’s Lizz. Check out her livejournal to see some more stuff.