You want to know why I love DC? Well, take a look through my lens and see how I view this beautiful city. I don’t claim to be a great photographer – I’m just a guy who likes to shoot. Washington is my arena, my subject, and my muse. DC, my darling, smile for the camera.
I first came to DC to report on Congress. That was kind of like drinking from a fire hose, and the Capitol building quickly became my favorite place in the world. This shot elicits the collectivism of the House of Representatives, a subject of endless fascination for me.
Nixon loves the C&O Canal.
Waiting for the President at the White House. I just know she’s writing about me in her blackberry. I just know it. :(
I’ll admit it – I love the tourists. Sure, they can get underfoot when I’m going to work, but I love the sense of wonder with which they view our beautiful city. I love giving flash-tours to some poor unsuspecting souls about town. I haven’t been stabbed yet, so I think that part is going pretty well (knock on wood).
When I first came here I got the biggest kick out of how much money merchandise movers make at parades and other touristy events. You know you just imagined a kid wearing a blue ‘FBI’ sweatshirt. You know you did.
DC’s many beautiful houses of worship bring out the architecture lover in me.
My time in DC has in part been spent understanding what it is to be an American. These Bluesmen sing me the quintessential American music. I’ve always loved blues, but DC’s scene is great for a guy like me.
Though I wash weekly in American culture, one of the most enriching things about this place is the diversity. Here a handful of jazzbos bring some French music to Georgetown. A guy could go foaming at the mouth at the overflow of culture. I love it.
DC has a certain amount of charm in the cold weather…
…and even more charm as Spring approaches.
Flags at half mast at the Washington Monument following the death last year of Senator Robert Byrd of West Virginia.
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything as honorable as the changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknown in Arlington.
All photos by Michael T. Ruhl.