New World: Kilauea Volcano
Hawai'i Volcanoes National Park, the most severe of all the many landscapes and topographies Hawaii has to offer. Even the drive to the volcano seemed somewhat foreign, to the right you see a rounded icy sphere that looks like another planet, reminding me of Lars Von Tier’s Melancholia. During this part of the drive on Saddle Road the sky is blue, clear and sunny—patches of red moss sprouting through the lava rock on the side of the road.
Kilauea sets the scene for an eery tale: Sulfur fumes, thick grey vog, steam rising from the earth and a starkly silent atmosphere. Her lava destroying everything in its path, an absolute unlivable place, if not for the miles of jagged lava rock then for the toxic gases. However, the Hawaiians see Kilauea’s eruptions as a blessing—or at least they did in ancient times—with lava flow adding approximately 40 acres of land per year to the island. Natives are known to leave red berries, flowers and fish for Pele, the Hawaiian volcano goddess, for her generosity in gifting this new land. I guess you could call her a creator and destroyer, either way she is one powerful goddess.
After crater grazing we took a short trek into the lush forest to find Nahuku.
A 600 foot cave-like lava tube, where hundreds of years earlier a massive river of molten lava flowed through its cylinder.
Photos by Peter and Sam
Pleated Caftan by Tome NYC
Sandals by Tabitha Simmons
Rose Gold Shades by Ray-ban
Necklace by H&M
NightMoth Lip Pencil by MAC.
Dress by Mara Hoffman
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