Last Wednesday, Donald Trump “officially” opened the Trump International Hotel (aka the historic Old Post Office and Clock Tower) in Washington, D.C. But like this entire election season, it was not without drama. A scheduled protest demanding Trump negotiate with his unionized workers at his Las Vegas hotel forced the ribbon-cutting ceremony, originally planned to take place outside the hotel, indoors.
Curious about what was to transpire, I grabbed my camera bag, hopped on the metro (new city dweller that I am), and made my way to the event. (I confess to googling “how best to photograph rallies” while on the subway. The most interesting tip was not to ignore the fringes, as oftentimes that’s where wonderful photographic opportunities arise.)
I arrived about 45 minutes before the event, and as my husband’s office is across from the hotel, we went to the terrace on the 11th floor so that I could get an “establishing” shot. (Notice the top of the Washington Monument to the right of the hotel. Thanks, Dave, for pointing out this view!)
And then I entered the fray, where it quickly became clear that the protest would be a larger anti-Trump event. I decided to treat this opportunity as a photojournalist and be fair and impartial with my photography to the extent the opportunities arose. My goal: provide the flavor of what went on that morning.
And last but not least, this woman sums up her feelings about Trump with a simple gesture for her selfie … and then left to go back to work.
Eight days and counting. Can’t come soon enough for me.