Dallas/Ft Worth

When visitors step into New Horizons: The Western Landscape at the Amon Carter Museum of American Art, they won’t find sagebrush clichés, cowboys in silhouette, or sweeping vistas painted to satisfy nostalgia.

The first stitch in Marilyn Henrion’s journey to becoming an acclaimed textile artist began in two rooms on New York’s Lower East Side where she lived alongside her parents and seven siblings.

On a November night in Paris in 1925, a collective of outlier artists launched a movement intent on tapping into unconscious creativity. A century later, surrealism’s unsettling imagery and thought-provoking themes still seem as timely as the years it was introduced.

As an artist, curator, and cultural leader, Lauren Saba looks back at ten years of her gallery and feels a certain sense of satisfaction, knowing that she always trusted her intuition.

The Dallas Museum of Art marks the spot for a jeweled treasure trove most Texans and even Dallas art lovers likely never knew was there all along.

It’s 1992 at Glasgow School of Art. A seven-foot-by-six-foot painting that portrays a thick, fleshy female nude, subtly snarling and sitting on a pedestal, towers above visitors to an undergraduate exhibition.

In the Kimbell Art Museum’s Renzo Piano Pavilion, 58 ancient marble sculptures—some gods, others emperors, still others ordinary Romans—stand in commanding silence, carrying with them the weight of centuries.