Sometimes the road to a deeper understanding of South Carolina beats a path to Harlem.
On a late Friday afternoon, I am barreling in a taxi to Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Blvd., just off a bumpy flight, keen to make it to the Claire Oliver Gallery before it closes.
The city is shrouded in ominous shades of gray, a far cry from the lush Lowcountry I’ve just left. Then, out of the window a rainbow arcs across the urban skyline, the most radiant display of ROYGBIV I’ve ever seen. It seems to guide me straight to the gallery.
February 25, 2023