The Washington and Jefferson memorials.This past week I traveled to Washington DC on a whim. My good friends Amie and Albert are spending a few weeks there while Albert is training for his new job and then they will move on to Germany for a year and a half.
I jumped on this opportunity to visit the Nation's capitol and spend some time with my close friends before they continue their adventure overseas.
DC was an amazing place, though I struggled with my photography. The buildings are so gorgeous and stunning, I felt that photographs could hardly do them justice, and even when I thought I could take a worthy photo hundreds of tourists stood in my photographs. So though my photos are limited, I only took photos that were worth taking.
Tourist destinations are so corny to me. Mt. Vernon was gorgeous, but set up for photos. Since my training in photography is all about catching moments I have a difficult time pushing my shutter button when a moment is laid out for you. And in the majority of the situations, my photo would be hard to tell apart from the millions of other photos taken of that same room. That is not my job.
I am a photographer. My passion is to show you everyday life in a way you never thought possible. So though I may get crazy looks from the point-and-shoot tourists for lying on the sidewalk hopefully my photos are better than any normal tourist shot.
Photo courtesy of I Am Alive Photos. 
The Iwo Jima memorial. The most disturbing thing about this memorial is that every new war is inscribed onto the base of the sculpture. And it is a very large base with only two lines taken up. only two.
One of the thousands of graves at the Arlington Cemetery.
The Pacific Theater at the World War II memorial. This photo was taken in memory of my grandfather, the thousands of other grandfathers and those who never became grandfathers during WWII.
