Photographs of painted people, tinted by sunlight flooding in through colorful tissue paper, are interspersed with delicate ferns and towering bamboo sticks. A lithium drone within the gallery’s white walls is broken up by Night Soil – Fake Paradise, an experimental documentary film by Melanie Bonajo in which women from Brooklyn candidly discussion their deeply personal experiences with ayahuasca. Some of the revelations are blissful and mystic while others turn completely horrifying, melting the psyche down into utterly submissive goo — Bonajo’s way of reminding us of the immeasurable power of psychedelic substances.
The documentary film, which has one foot in the art world and another in the film festival circuit, is the central focus of Bonajo’s solo exhibition, Nocturnal Gardening, and came about as a way for the artist to explore the potential healing capabilities of ayahuasca within an urban, Western context. This isn’t the first film we’ve seen about ayahuasca, and we’re guessing it won’t be the last, thanks in part to Bushwick’s very own ayahuasquero (traditionally an Amazonian shaman who administers the psychedelic tea to spiritual journey seekers and guides them on their trip). But Night Soil is the first to explore the paradox of the ayahuasca experience within an urbanized, commercialized society that is increasingly connected to and defined by the internet.
Though she’s been dubbed “the high priestess of the anti-selfie,” Bonajo doesn’t simply dismiss the internet as a vapid wasteland, a desert for real human emotion. Rather she sees it as a technology with remarkable potential for living out a spiritual life that is normally hampered by our physical existence. That is, if we use it with c
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Photographs of painted people, tinted by sunlight flooding in through colorful tissue paper, are interspersed with delicate ferns and towering bamboo sticks. A lithium drone within the gallery’s white walls is broken up by Night Soil – Fake Paradise, an experimental documentary film by Melanie Bonajo in which women from Brooklyn candidly discussion their deeply personal experiences with ayahuasca. Some of the revelations are blissful and mystic while others turn completely horrifying, melting the psyche down into utterly submissive goo — Bonajo’s way of reminding us of the immeasurable power of psychedelic substances.The documentary film, which has one foot in the art world and another in the film festival circuit, is the central focus of Bonajo’s solo exhibition, Nocturnal Gardening, and came about as a way for the artist to explore the potential healing capabilities of ayahuasca within an urban, Western context. This isn’t the first film we’ve seen about ayahuasca, and we’re guessing it won’t be the last, thanks in part to Bushwick’s very own ayahuasquero (traditionally an Amazonian shaman who administers the psychedelic tea to spiritual journey seekers and guides them on their trip). But Night Soil is the first to explore the paradox of the ayahuasca experience within an urbanized, commercialized society that is increasingly connected to and defined by the internet.Though she’s been dubbed “the high priestess of the anti-selfie,” Bonajo doesn’t simply dismiss the internet as a vapid wasteland, a desert for real human emotion. Rather she sees it as a technology with remarkable potential for living out a spiritual life that is normally hampered by our physical existence. That is, if we use it with c..
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