His Own Private Marfa
In the wide-open spaces of Marfa, late sculptor Donald Judd’s immense legacy beckons West Texas travelers.
In the wide-open spaces of Marfa, late sculptor Donald Judd’s immense legacy beckons West Texas travelers.
Some of the brightest country music stars—like Mark Chesnutt and Tracy Byrd—are born in the honky-tonks of Beaumont.
The survivor of a long and torturous journey, George Jones stands alone as the greatest country singer alive.
After fifteen years, Tommy Tune and Larry L. King are at it again: The sequel to the most famous musical about our state opens on Broadway.
Jerry Jones may have the biggest ego in football, but don’t bet against him. Even without Jimmy Johnson, he still has the best team.
The end of the Southwest Conference was predictable, but for eighty years it gave Texas fans a brand of football that was anything but.
Baseball season is here at last, and for the Texas Rangers and their fans, it’s a whole new Ballpark.
Eight indigenous authors, nine native critters: A bookish look at the wildest, woolliest creatures in Texas history.
When Houston’s pro sports teams collapse late in the season—as they may do this year—faithful fans like me are never surprised. We’ve almost come to expect it.
Four quickie Branch Davidian books reveal that the full story has yet to come out.
Once, country acts made art in Austin and money in Nashville. Today each place is a lot like the other, which is why more Texas singers are heading east.
Twenty years later, Jerry Jeff Walker returns to the town his music put on the map.
How 89-year-old Harvey Penick turned life’s lessons into a best-selling book—and followed it up with another master stroke.
Hollywood on the Brazos? That’s how it seemed this year, when everyone from Clint Eastwood to Drew Barrymore set up shop in Texas.
Ann-Margret, get your gun: A celebration of pistol-packin’ celluloid cowgirls.
Stardom has caught up with Tommy Lee Jones—finally. But don’t expect him to act like he’s enjoying it.
After ten low-key years, country singer turned mystery novelist Kinky Friedman is once again poised to hit the big time.
At play in the fields of Mexico, onetime major leaguers find beisbol is an entirely different game.
How did Vickie Smith, waitress from Mexia, become Anna Nicole Smith, world-famous face? It’s anyone’s Guess?
Carnality, Castration Anxiety, and Jouissance in Willie Nelson’s Taco Bell Commercial.
Even after his baseball career is over, Nolan Ryan will continue to be a role model for my kids—and me.
After years of being alternately judged a great playwright and a great disappointment, Edward Albee has found his footing in Houston, where he teaches, socializes, and gets star treatment.
So what if Barney’s New Age niceness annoys some parents? His TV show is a hit with toddlers—and a financial bonanza for the Dallasites who brought him to life.
Jimmy Johnson said he’d see us in the Super Bowl, and he was right. Now he is a hero, and his critics are eating crow.
For years he renounced his Texas ties. Now Larry McMurty is once again calling Archer City home.
With wit and grit, Amarillo-born photographer Mark Seliger persuades reluctant celebrities to show their true selves.
A strand-by-strand look at the roots of a Texas phenomenon.
This fall, photographer Jim Arndt and Western props supplier Tyler Beard visited the annual event in Burnet to chew the fat with many of the craftsmen featured in The Cowboy Boot Book (Peregrine Smith Books), their pictorial guide to fancy footgear. Arndt and Beard have dressed Western
All around the state, shoppers angle for the perfect catch.
In the beginning, say Stevens and Pruett, a listener dubbed them “radio gods.”
Dateline Moscow: From Red Square to yellow journalism?
Get your masks on; put on your dancing shoes. It’s time for Mexico’s Day of the Dead, one of the liveliest celebrations around.
A Houston show introduces new black Texas artists in works that range from personal vision to political agitprop.
ON A HILLTOP NEAR THE INTERSECTION of U.S. highways 67 and 90, just east of Alpine, a plywood stagecoach and four horses seem to be hightailing it into town. “A local artist-character built the stagecoach,” says Rick Sohl, who owns the hilltop. “He used it in parades but was looking
Can the desire to win transform Japan’s gung ho golfers into pros?
Made on a shoestring, Slacker was a hit. Now fans wonder if Hollywood money will change Rick Linklater’s style.
From Scott Joplin to ZZ Top, a comprehensive guide to the best Texas music on CD.
Janis Joplin’s life was about music, rebellion, and excess—but she was influenced most by her tormented relationship with the people and spirit of Port Arthur.
Nothing about Lyle Lovett suggests he’d ever make it big. That’s precisely why he did.
“People will watch anything,” says B-film director Bret McCormick.
When James H. Evans moved to Marathon in 1988, he was struck by its abundant wildlife. “Anything unattended will be overrun with animals,” says the photographer. Evans takes up that theme in his “Lucille” series, focusing on a house vacated by the death of an elderly friend of that name.
Bare and spare, J. Crew’s newest retail outlet pays homage to refined minimalism.
Ely may have a new album, but his best performances have always been live, in person.
Fashion designers are betting the ranch on new Western shirts with styles inspired by Hollywood, not history.
Three years after he replaced Tom Landry, Jimmy Johnson is giving Dallas Cowboys fans something to cheer about—and his critics are eating their words.
YOU COULD HEAR A GASP from the audience when Clint Eastwood suddenly appeared on the screen. It was just a preview of his new movie, Unforgiven, but there he was in a long, dark slicker, his face in profile, staring menacingly from beneath a dark hat with a flat rim:
After a visit abroad in 1987, Sean Earley transformed his art. He returned steeped in Italy’s ubiquitous religious imagery, eager to paint the icons of his home state’s country and western myths (see “Earley Texas,” TM, December 1990). In this memorial scene, the Rodeo Queen presides over ascending contestants. Set
Plainview became Rustwater, Kansas, for the shoot.
HIS HEAD IS A TOMATO CHUNK. HIS tortilla shell is surprisingly furry. His feet look like jalapeño peppers. And when kids tackle him during the sixth-inning footrace at the San Antonio Missions’ home games at V. J. Keefe Field, they sometimes send his shredded lettuce and grated cheese flying. What’s
Austin film-maker Robert Rodriguez has joined the growing list of up-and-coming minority directors.