There was one [exhibition at the Contemporary Arts Museum] that was kind of outrageous. There were cages of rodents and roaches and there was this huge construction on the diagonal…of colored bread. That group of women—high kickers or something, sort of like the Rangerettes—were performing and somebody started some kind of argument about something or other and the bread got tossed around and it turned out to be just a real mess. I think the whole idea of the show was largely disparaged…the feeling about it was that it was just a mess. I’m sure there were people who didn’t feel that way, but I think the majority of people felt that it should probably never have happened.
There wasn’t a lot going on [in the 50s] as far as galleries. There was a gallery on South Main that was next to a shop called Handmakers, and there was Kathryn Swenson’s New Arts. I can remember just a fantastically beautiful show of Saul Steinberg, and they also had a show of Corbusier. It was the first time I’d ever seen anything like it—any of it. They did some rather wonderful stuff. Handmakers dealt a lot with things that were crafts. Frank Dolejska for instance showed. He used to do mosaic table tops and then he did a whole series of fountains, outdoor fountains. And [the shop] had wooden things and ceramic things and folk things from Mexico and Peru. There were textiles…weavings. It was beautiful.
Across the street there were three shop spaces that were all designed by the same architect; they were very handsome, very, very simple, very contemporary. One of those spaces was occupied by a shop that dealt in flatware, silver and crystal…and another shop called Wells Design. It was Herb [Wells], his brother and their mother. It was over on Mt. Vernon in a great, sprawling house. They lived upstairs and the shop was downstairs, and there was nothing like it in Houston. They were showing the best furniture, the most beautiful things in crystal, flatware—all contemporary. It was just a really wonderful place.