I saw my first hallucination when I was 7. It was night. It was warm, vivid, colorful but not scary. I didn't think I was mad. I asked my mum if it was normal to see a starry sky before falling asleep? Of course, she didn't understand. Then I thought that everyone had its own sky and its own stars.
In my bed, I was exploring space and I truly imagined it was the real space, not dreams. Yes, I had superpowers. When I became 16, these friendly hallucinations started to be invasive and followed by mumbling voices. Still, I wasn't scared, I was just annoyed. After all, they were still peaceful.
Doctors said they could take them away if I'd take antipsychotics. I refused. I answered : my brain is too precious, sorry.
A few years ago, I decided to draw these so-called hallucinations to get them out of my head. I started with a pencil but later, I developed a technique linked with my practice of film photography. Though in my head, they are quite colorful, I draw them in black and white. Silver reminds me of melting metal, and the visions are burning ashes.
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© Sacha Dumain