The Quiet Eye of the Storm: Sustaining Black Creativity in the Midst of Black Trauma

by Philip Harris


There was silence. 147 miles away from the nearest semblance of civilization. No phone service. Five miles off-road in a remote corner of Nevada called Amargosa Valley, my crew and I approached our location—a giant sand dune—in a Porsche Boxster. The silence of the arid, endless landscape was our sole companion on this sojourn into the wilderness. In the soundless air, I could hear myself exhale for the first time since the world fell apart.

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