Christina Rees

Dear Young DFW Whippersnapper Artists

The new normal should be anything but. Time to fuck shit up.   Dear Young DFW Whippersnapper Artists, Whatever the last “up” economy may have taught you, in your teen years, about what art is, how it should look in an art fair booth or ad in Artforum, how it’s valued, how famous you can [...]

Devo

A Modest Proposal: Nasher vs Museum Tower

I really don’t understand the brouhaha over this Museum Tower thing. All I see are opportunities. Perhaps the lawyers on both sides lack vision. Lawyers, arbitrators, city council members. Not Jeremy Strick, or the press, of course. Clearly, the Tower and its creators are at fault. That’s well established. But Nasher’s hands are tied, and [...]

A Modest Proposal: Nasher vs Museum Tower

The Guerilla Curators

This last April I attended a curators’ symposium in Austin during the Texas Biennial. It was a day-long series of panel discussions and presentations hosted by Arthouse, right around the time Arthouse was enduring some serious criticism over its censorious and/or irresponsible treatment of two prime exhibitions and of its own confused and confusing treatment [...]

The Guerilla Curators

Reckoning

Dallas is on the cusp of something. Will it seize the moment? The new Arts District is emerging and Dallas is experiencing an influx of arts faculty and institutional curators and directors. Galleries are closing and there’s tense discussion over the future of the Dallas Contemporary.  Recessionary psychology has engendered the first (in my experience), [...]

Reckoning

State of the Union, Part II

Recently, a young Dallas reporter was interviewing me in my gallery and asked, “Is there anything you’d like to say to the collectors in the face of this recession?” At that moment I sat back with no comment, feeling sorry for myself and the collectors, but as you may have guessed if you read the [...]

State of the Union, Part II

State of the Union, Part I

A few days ago, an acquaintance walked up to me at an art event and asked, “Are you enjoying all your new leisure time?” I blinked, took a deep breath and finally managed to cough out something about doing some writing. I felt like he had slapped me hard. He couldn’t have known that I [...]

State of the Union, Part I