Kona is the fire Island. Bordered by the massive Pacific at it’s shore, it encircles the volcano at its core. I was blessed to visit to both sing with Rhiannon, the amazing improvisational singer and to photograph this wondrous place. It was incredible for me to be present there, to sing in an unfamiliar paradise. I was challenged by this island: I arrived late in the evening in the middle of a rainstorm and I slept in an open air hut near the ocean. I was also thrilled by this island, I wandered alone along the rocky black sand, found tropical forests, tree roots that were several feet high and quiet ponds speckled with lily pads.