The Dark at the End of the Tunnel
Houston’s Museum of Fine Art resurrects the genius of Mark Rothko. James Surls tries to answer the tricky question: what is Texas art? Amarillo hosts five pioneers of American photography.
Houston’s Museum of Fine Art resurrects the genius of Mark Rothko. James Surls tries to answer the tricky question: what is Texas art? Amarillo hosts five pioneers of American photography.
Do you want a rare antique muzzle-loader or a holdup pistol that can’t be traced? You can find them both at a gun show.
Oil is a slippery business.
An album of female kinship.
The best thing about a trip to Florida is coming back to Padre Island.
The birds and the knees.
Dallas Theater Center welcomes Nazis to its stage. Houston’s Theatre Under the Stars turns Dickens into a funky musical.
Why doctors don’t like nurses anymore; where is the tax revolt?
Something old, something new, something barred, something true.
A Texas train on the right track; Houston annexations derailed.
The name’s the game.
Houston guitarist Rocky Hill is a rising star; catch him if you can.
A few trusted friends.
The breads that won the West aren’t getting older, they’re getting better.
Austin and Corpus Christi like their symphony orchestras just fine, thank you. Texas Opera Theater tries to break the language barrier.
Trees came crashing down, power lines writhed on the ground, the lights went out, and the heat went off. It was Dallas’ trial by ice.
Forget the church, forget the steeple, turn on the tube to see all the people.
A farewell to celebrities and to arms.
Barthelme is a humane writer, but in Great Days he erased al his humans. Also, a look at two novels of the Texas hinterlands.
Look, but don’t touch-three museums with glittering antiques from Pompeii, India, and Peru.
He knows the secrets behind closed doors.
Wok ‘n’ roll.
Theatre Three in Dallas went out on a limb with their production of Happy End. Oops.
Working on the Railroad Commissioner; romance on the range; another guild nipped at the Post; should Bill Clements be for sale?
Protective custody.
From Requiem for a Margarita.1/2 ounce of Triple Sec (1 tablespoon)1 ounce of fresh lime juice 1 1/2 ounces of light tequilaMaking the best margarita in town—at home—is not a matter of money. It does not depend on buying the best tequila or substituting classy Cointreau for the cheaper
And T-shirts and photos and Elvis’ dinner jacket-all at the first Dallas-Fort Worth Records Collectors’ Convention.
Can a Texas revolutionary find happiness exiled in Europe? Not when his revolution is in Mexico.
Chemical waste disposal sits are environmental time bombs-if they don’t get you know, they’ll get you later.
Tolstoy, you’re late again.
Clint Eastwood stars in a movie about a macho man with a heart of gold and a sense of humor.
“There are two things to remember about the ghetto that is Houston’s Fifth Ward. One, evil usually triumphs over good. Two, in spite of that, most of its residents retain a goodness that proves indestructible.”
Tequila, tequila, everywhere, and not a drop in your margarita.
How a bountifully talented young Texas writer based a novel on Lyndon Johnson, won high praise, and then…
Artistic director Ben Stevenson keeps Houston Ballet on its toes.
The best thing about the weather is complaining about it.
‘Twas the season to see Dallas Civic Opera.
As New Ulm went, so goes New York.
Way down up on the Suwannee River and uptown Saturday night; tracking a few Southern women.
It will be up to the 66th Legislature to solve these problems, and we’ll have to live with the solutions.
The riddle of the French explorer lies buried beneath the Gulf of Mexico, but what is it, where is it, and why, oh why, are we looking for it?
Days of vines and noses.
Why can’t grown-up theater be as good as children’s?
Pop a cork for Château UT; Fort Worth wins American Airlines from New York and “loses” it to Dallas; will Dallas’ law firms catch Houstonitis?
The difference between eleven-man and six-man football is a lot more than five men.
From Mexico with love.
From Mexico with love.
Taking it off at the last of the real burlesque joints; holy war on Austin’s Baptists; why Texas’ election system is stuck in the Dark Ages.
At last the truth about beauty salon make-overs: the new you may not be a change for the better.