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The Fyre documentaries and the debacle they depict are akin to freebasing schadenfreude.

These houses write their own elegies. Sometimes, they write your personal elegy. Most of my visual life in Texas consisted of these quiet structures. 

If one turns a corner in the upper gallery, a sunny narrative breaks open and dispels any and all disquietude.

Christina Rees and Brandon Zech on the evolution of a young painter, the women of Flatbed Press, and this weekend's big Glasstire Party celebrating San Antonio artists.

Miller’s solo exhibition is spread across the modest two rooms and hallway in San Antonio's Sala Diaz, and is a quietly epic meditation on the sublime absurdity of existence.

A half-century of anyone’s artistic activity is a lot of ground to cover, and Hester describes the upcoming show as a collage of his work, with all the variation one might expect in art produced for commerce and culture over such a span of time.

Whether bursting with visual stimuli or more sparse and lonesome, these works speak to lonesomeness, self-discovery, attitudes about sex, and the kitchen-sink drama of everyday life.

You would know this if you knew your pop culture.

"How was I to know / She was with the Russians too?"

Tomlinson’s silkscreen prints of people detained at the southern US-Mexican border is the subject of the first exhibition of his work since the veteran Fort Worth artist’s death last September.

As heir to multiple sculptural and cultural histories, Bhabha operates as a great synthesizer, yet her works never feel derivative of her forebears; they seem to glower with their own aesthetic logic and enigmatic meaning.

Christina Rees and Brandon Zech run down the Texas exhibitions Glasstire is most excited about for the coming season.

"One of the most influential artists for me has been Teresita Fernández."

There’s something at the core of Blake's creative process that has allowed him to simultaneously construct and live within varied imagined musical worlds: cinema.

Ceramic in particular as art is still on an upswing, as a subcategory of clay as art. But the bottom line is anything can be an art material in the hands of an artist. Mayonnaise. Paper. Chalk. Ceramic is a clay process. It's what you do with it that makes it break toward either "art" or "craft."

A single pickup truck periodically drove by the gallery at a crawl, with its windows rolled down, playing music at a volume that was surely deafening for the driver.

Neil Fauerso and guest Michael Menchaca on some Texas exhibitions you can still catch before they close, including Menchaca's show at the the McNay, and a show of Rembrandt etchings in a place you haven't heard about.

It is wild to see an entire show of completed Rembrandt etchings and studies in the middle of nowhere.

As a panorama moving through the decades, the images present a rolling chronology of style and pastime that brings our collective memory into the glimmering yet gawky end of the previous century.

Clever artists who had some ironic or absurd fun with Instagram in the beginning are tired of producing its content for it. Good.