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The Linda Pace Foundation's new executive director talks to Glasstire about LPF's exhibition program, their collections, and their building plans.

Fischer makes his way though the massive Kelly retrospective and ends on a transcendent note. No more New York until spring, we promise!

Part three of Fischer's art-crammed tour of New York.

Portraits of little dogs, abstractions based on little dogs, photographs of paintings of little dogs, paintings quoting other paintings, with real-life painting of little dogs on top. It's like she's picking a scab.

To these five, clay was fallow ground, just waiting to get all plowed up. As Joan Miró said, "It is time to strike a blow."

From uptown to midtown ....my art odyssey continues with visits to El Museo del Barrio, the Whitney, and the MoMA.

Halloween was a fitting time to see exhibitions with a slightly creepy, psychological edge. I squeezed as much as I possibly could into just over three days.

Well-known street muralist Daniel Anguilu has branded Houston with his colorful, energetic pieces for years, but can they be re-packaged into gallery art?

The 26th Dallas Videofest is an opportunity to see the depth and breadth of what is happening globally in video art.

Seventy year old Kermit Oliver is a Texas legend, a self-described “reclusive” artist who kept his night shift job sorting mail at the Waco post office until this August.

Come to think of it, it might not be a bad idea to skip the other Houston Cinema Arts Festival screenings and just journey through the Verges.

Elegance veers towards a kind of lyrical sentimentalism; beautiful, but dangerously close to a whirlpool of cliché.

Number 4. While it seems like that number is overwhelmingly small, this has already proven to be one of the most emotionally exhausting projects I have ever worked on.

Remember when Art League Houston was lame? Kelly Klaasmeyer says it's been getting better for the past decade and the current round of exhibitions is solid proof.

Rios' oddly beautiful, enigmatic videos feel like a personal reckoning with an immensely complex, globalized world.

Turrell charmed the crowd of art students, professors and other Turrell-groupies with sassy comments like “I make money selling blue sky and colored air.”

Out of all of the types illustrated, I, the Entitled North American Thrift-Store-Clad Screeching Loser, might be the most irritating of them all.

Pirates and Farmers is dense, delicious, and dripping with "limos, homos, bimbos" set in that "dazzled libido of shiny America"—Las Vegas.

Dallas wins again, by presenting Dallas!

Made from humble materials, the exhibit has a suspenseful, Romantic quality as if Caspar David Friedrich had built sets for a Japanese horror movie.