We were told the next day that a 4.2 earthquake had happened during the night. “Go up to the caldera tonight – should be some activity”, our host said. We did. Watching the daylight fade and the lava light grow was amazing – especially when it was dark enough to see the red glow pulse – like a heartbeat – only deeper and longer between events. In the chilly Sulpherous air, a young Park Ranger played wonderful Ukulele tunes – making the experience rather complete. Standing there reminded me of a friend in Alaska, overwhelmed by a huge Aurora Borealis he was privileged to witness – a crown of color that took him by surprise, alone in the cold wilderness. We can’t forget these things – they are moments perched on an edge, moments of transformation.This work does not illustrate either of these events, but perhaps may represent the heat and cold, and sense of explosive power.
Hawaii / Alaska