NORMALICIDE

Art for psychiatric enthusiasts

There’s a scene in John Carpenter’s They Live where the guy puts on the glasses and suddenly sees everything differently. The billboards don’t say what they said before. The people in suits aren’t what they appeared to be. The whole architecture of normal life turns out to be an instruction manual for compliance.

Sometimes I have the impression that I’m wearing a pair of those glasses and I want to share them with you.

Normalicide is what happens when you channel that into paint and charcoal. Suited figures having a terrible time for reasons that will feel familiar. Text that means exactly what it says. Images that are funny until they aren’t.

I started this because I have to detox from Instagram. Not from the people — I genuinely like the people. The machine underneath. The algorithm that turns your attention into a commodity and calls it connection. I needed somewhere I was in control of what I made and who I sent it to.

So this is that place.

If you’ve ever felt like you’re hallucinating — like you’re seeing something everyone else is either missing or pretending not to see — you’re probably in the right place.

Normal is not healthy. That’s not a slogan. It’s a diagnosis.

— Yves