Since participating in a couple of Brad Adkins’ outings early in the Festival, I have found myself noticing things I might not otherwise notice, and thinking, “What Would Brad Do?” For example: a shiny green apple nestled in a mass of ivy at the base of a potted tree. I saw that while rushing on foot from Yubiwa Hotel to Vivarium Studios. Another example: an empty half-gallon plastic milk jug doing a slow pirouette on the kitchen counter. I set that in motion by accident when I reached for the jug and missed. What Would Brad Do?
WHAT WOULD BRAD DO?