After I shot at dawn and sunrise once, there is no going back. The lighting in midday is just too plain. So, during this recent trip to Chicago, I made my sister wake up early with me to go to the Millennium Park for the sunrise.
The sunrise last Saturday was not all that glamorous. Yet it was the last day that I was able to get up early and easily make it to Mount Washington by myself before I end the lease of my Shadyside apartment and completely move out of the city. That milestone status makes this morning trip blog-worthy.
This Instagram caption said it well: “After today, I’m convinced that the Tidal Basin is actually a portal to an alternate universe where thousands of people come together at sunrise to shed their miserable morning demeanor.” ─ @rayhayhurst
This is the first time I went back to DC after I got my first DSLR, Nikon D3100, about two months ago. In order to wander around freely with my camera all day, I was being such an asshole that I didn’t tell anyone I was in town. One of my mission was to shoot (from) Lincoln Memorial and the Vietnam War Memorial at sunrise. Some dreamy ideal shots that I fantasized about were: warm and orange early sunlight shining on Lincoln’s face; the sun, Washington Monument and the Capitol dome; and pretty sunrise sky with orange and purple clouds and their reflection on the Vietnam War Memorial.