Alice Bradley's Weekly Newletter: The Title of This Recital
Oh, Brooklyn is so charming right now! Firmly lodged in the Armpit of August as we are, we’ve reached Peak Garbage Smell. 90-plus temperatures plus high humidity equals everyone hates each other. We try not to take it personally; it’s just math. (We’re still taking it personally.)
In other news, whenever I’m on the phone my dog mounts her bed and commences a frantic hump session. I do not know why this is. I’ve asked her. She reveals nothing.
“Who. Is. She. Talking. To.” humphumphump
STUFF I DID
I made a store! I put up a few of my paintings for purchase. On sale, even!
STUFF THAT’S NOT FROM ME BUT I LIKE IT
Art from the gut: the scientifically inspired work of Elpida Hadzi-Vasileva
The lace-like drapery surrounding the space, translucent with delicate filigree, is in fact the distended membrane of pig gut.
This should be disgusting, but it’s actually fascinating and beautiful. And maybe a little disgusting.
Who Are All These Trump Supporters?
A group of anti-Trump college students in Eau Claire concocted the perfect Zen protest: singing and dancing en masse to Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody.” If there’s anything common across the left-right divide, it’s the desire not to come off as tight-assed or anti-rock and roll, and what could the passing Trump supporters do but dance and sing along, a few holdouts scowling at the unfairness of the method?
George Saunders is exactly the person we needed to cover Trump’s effect on his fans. If anyone can capture the humanity lurking inside a rally promoting rage and thoughtless violence, if anyone can try to make sense of the nonsense, it’s him.
Wayne’s World
This is the story of how a weird Tennessee comic-book nerd went to New York and created “Pee Wee’s Playhouse,” then went to L.A. and conquered the world of fine art. He did it by doing two things the art world isn’t very comfortable with — being funny and being Southern.
If you haven’t seen the documentary about Wayne White, “Beauty is Embarrassing,” you should do that. Also read this.
Scientists show future events decide what happens in the past
Scientists have proven that what is happening to a particle now isn't governed by what has happened to it in the past, but by what state it is in the future—effectively meaning that, at a subatomic level, time can go backwards.
To bamboozle you further, this should all be going on right now in the subatomic particles which make up your body.
Quantum physics, man. Quantum physics. (Alice grabs a fistful of Cheetos, laughs for fifteen minutes, worries she'll never stop laughing, runs out to buy more Cheetos)
AND FINALLY
Excuse me but I think I'm about do
To get into precisely what I am about to do
I'm conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clue
So listen very carefully as I break it down for you
This has been in my head all week. Perhaps it's due to all the Black Girl Magic on display at the Olympics. I know this entire song by heart. Seriously: after two glasses of wine, you can’t stop me.
Sloppy slouching is something I won't do,
Alice