My wife and I had such fond memories of the first time we went to Crystal City's annual Pups and Pilsners, two years ago, that we almost didn't go back this year. It seemed like one of those memories that you will always remember fondly either because of you got there at that exact right moment for a series of awesome experiences, or the circumstances surrounding it make you nostalgic for it.
Before I ever started going to the convention, Otakon has always been for me tied to Baltimore. Pratt street and the Inner Harbor is taken over by cos-players and convention goers and everyone who works downtown or drives down Pratt Street knows it, because for one weekend you can't escape it.
For the last fours years, Awesome Con has grown to be a real contender with the growing list of conventions in the Greater DC area. It takes place at the DC Convention Center, which makes it unique for being metro accessible. Check out the photos below of this year's creative guests.
I have been a dance photographer for over a year and Glade Dance Collective was the very first dance company that I worked with. The first show that I saw them perform contained a piece called District. Defined? I was struck by it's young and eager take on the city. As native of the DC area, it was easy to see it's perspective as that of a DC transplant, and dismiss it as different from mine. Over the last few years, having seen it a couple times, I've started to realize that there is much more that it has to say about our city.
With the explosion in popularity of Comic Con, it seems like no fan convention is without it's dedicated cosplayers. Traditionally Magfest has always had a few, but it is only in recent years that it has really blossomed. Check out the photos below.
It was surreal to go to the Women’s March today after going into work the day before. On Inauguration Day, a lot of the city was dead. I’ve never seen so few people on the Metro at 8am on a weekday. There were certainly pockets of activity, the much publicized riot that happened in about two city blocks downtown, but even milling about afterwards with some photography friends, most of what I saw was fences with pockets of rich people attending the various balls and pockets of protesters screaming at them.