There is a certain charge that comes when artists insist that the stuff of daily life, its toys, its rituals, its messes, belongs on the same stage as monuments and masterpieces.
If you’ve ever wanted to watch molten glass stretch and curl into a goblet while an opera aria drifts through the autumn air, Fort Worth has just the weekend for you.
In Timothy Harding’s paintings, there’s a kind of friction at play, a low hum between precision and improvisation, between gesture and grid, between what is seen and what is suggested.
While digging through the archives at the Art Museum of Southeast Texas (AMSET), Curator of Exhibitions Caitlin Clay discovered a picture of herself from when she was just two years old.
Sometimes the final act brings resolution and neatly ties up an epic tale. Sometimes the final act leaves little resolution and gives an opening for a follow-up, or nothing at all.
After 50 years in business, Betty Moody continues to run her gallery with passion and enthusiasm. She is celebrating this landmark occasion with two shows featuring gallery artists: Part I runs from Sept. 13 to Oct. 25, and Part II from Nov. 8 to Dec. 20.
One of the profound joys of being a curator (and an arts writer) is discovering the work of an artist and, over the course of years, witnessing and supporting the development of their unique and uncompromising creative vision.