The United Planning Organization is a community action agency in Washington, DC that serves to empower and educate residents through events and training. Earlier this month they held an event on sustainable living in the newly reopened Eastern Market on Capitol Hill. I was along to photograph the event and provide material for their new website. A selection of photos is below. Click to expand.
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Morgan and Jamie were kind enough to ask me to help celebrate their engagement by photographing their “monumental” trek through Washington. We started at the Capitol Building for some obligatory skipping and jumping. We continued the adventure by traversing the length of the mall, the reflecting pool and fending off the tourist hoards at the Lincoln Memorial.
After a brief costume change we progressed to Georgetown for a stroll down the C&O Canal and then to the waterfront for drinks with friends. They really wanted something casual and candid – I think it worked out pretty well!
What began as a routine errands trip turned into a little tourism jaunt to the tidal basin to take this year’s requisite cherry blossom photos. They’re not in full bloom yet, but they’re on their way. More enjoyable was the annual kite festival that kicks off the two week National Cherry Blossom Festival each year. The air around the Washington Monument was filled with hundreds of kites trying to avoid or fight each other.
I feel like it’s required of any amateur photographer to spend at least three hours getting the “perfect” photo of these Sakura blossoms at every angle imaginable. Not one to miss out on the fun, I took a fair shot (even though they look a little sad in this snap). Take a look.
It snowed a bit in Washington this week. Two storms, nicknamed ‘snowmageddon’ and ‘snoverkill’, shut down the government, schools and universities for about six days. It was good fun for a time. Now we get to dig out…or just skip.
I met up with the Fojol Bros, (and snapped this pic of) DC’s newest and most buzz-worthy street food option, on Memorial Day at the Navy Memorial during the parade. I had wanted to partake in their served-from-a-carnival-on-wheels Indian food for a while but never seemed to match their schedule. The timing was perfect.
I wouldn’t have found them if it hadn’t been for their Tweets. They communicate with fans by announcing their location on Twitter, and they were right around the corner. They move through DC blaring music, donned in kitschy outfits and looking nothing like an authority on anything Indian. But the food is great, the utensils are biodegradable and the price is right.
I snapped the photo above with one hand while holding a cup of chicken masala in my left, posted it to Flickr! and got a note from the Bros. They sent it out to some press and it wound up here, in the August issue of DC Magazine.
I’ve been absent awhile, but thought I’d write a few notes about the past week so that I don’t forget it. While the photos and videos won’t be going anywhere (backups!), I fear the raw emotion felt throughout this city will fade in time.
I’ve always been a sucker for parades. Whether it was my grandfather’s recordings of bagpipes and drums played on full, the countless parades my parents took me to as a wee one, or my affinity for bright and shiny things (haha), heralding trumpets and banners have always claimed a soft spot in my heart. It goes without saying that the inauguration of a president ranks right up there with the greatest celebrations in the world.
I even went to George W. Bush’s second inauguration, ticket in hand, just to see how it all went down. I was so torn between thinking “holy crap this is amazing,” and “wtf? I’m actually enjoying this? BUSH!? COME ON!” Alas, whoever it may be, the fact that our nation can transfer power without bloodshed or strife is pretty amazing in comparison to the rest of the world.
This week we inaugurated our 44th president, and the pomp didn’t disappoint. This time, though, the pomp didn’t matter. What filled me with emotion wasn’t the revelry supplied by lights and banners or the institutional showmanship, however spectacular they may be. It was the realization that this style of politics that has jaded me throughout my education in high school and college has finally come to an end. Read more →