People of the Iditarod

Every photographer, no matter what their main passion is, has at least once tried street photography. March 2nd, was the day I actually first tried this approach. And I have to say, I absolutely LOVED it!! All the emotions, actions, bonds (etc) that you can capture through the lense is just amazing! You hardly think or notice anything else that is going on around you, while you became a real people watcher!

I was a bit hesitant at first, which is only natural. But then, there are cameras everywhere! We live in a time where phones are carried everywhere and the media is like a second world. People all over are constantly being captured on lenses. Besides, if you are at an event, people are going to be more focused on that than who’s videoing or snapping them!

Here are some cute moments I caught:

Some carry cameras, others hold phones; so long as we all get a shot at the dogs! 😀

Cheers from Japan! A lot of the mushers weren’t actually from Alaska, or even the lower forty-eight; the Iditarod bonds us al from all over the world!

The red caps

My kind of person! I know we Photographers will do plenty of crazy things for the photo, but just be careful on the turns girl!

The free ears weren’t the only thing causing smiles all around. 🙂
One of the angles I really enjoyed shooting were the helpers who held the dogs, and their expressions on what they thought. A lot of the teams were families; so I think this is probably was the musher’s daughter here, doing a good job.

The opening ceremony, the official start, and the entire race are covered by small news companies.

Gotta do anything to get that picture!


Daddy and son ♥️


The VIP Grandma taking advantage of her tag to get her little girl an up-close view of the doggies 😀
I believe we are supposed to be holding the dogs so they do not run away…



Much thanks to the CANADIAN military for coming out to keep the tracks well shoveled for us all!

Make sure you can see the whole race!


A most interesting view point.

Musher and daughter before the race

If you would like to know the history of the Iditarod, the routes, fun facts; how the dogs are treated, more pictures, and much more, be sure to check out my other blogs along with videos and links I inserted.

God Bless ya’ll and thank you so much for reading!

North Star

Star so bright; star so white // Will you lead me home tonight?

I’ve been locked to these bitter walls/ These chains have bound, my ancestors for far too long

Oh star so bright; star so white // They say you’ll guide me home tonight

My back is red; flowing in passion // Husband of my heart; swing’in on the hang’in tree

Star so bright; oh star so white // Massa says you’re a curse at night

When the coco whistles, my babie’s, they’ll be free / No longer bound; under the sun

Star so birthright; star so white // The moon is shining in your light

My meal is running with worms // Oh from the day’s toil my shoulders do burn

The owl screeches, my babies are warm

Oh star, I am counting on you tonight

This poem is, obviously, about a slave mama during the 1800’s, waiting for the call of those in the woods who will guide her and her children to freedom, and the north. The slaves said, that if you look to the handle of the big dipper in the sky, you’ll find the North Star; and if you keep following it, it’ll guid you to freedom, the North.

Just like how the North Star guided slaves across states and captains through perilous seas, Jesus is waiting there to guid us through our lives. One day, the North Star may burn out, but Jesus is everlasting; with palms wide open for us to grasp and hold close as we walk; they’ll hold you so you can’t trip or fall.

I wanted to portray the Mother in my poem with my photography; however, I did not have the right makeup or editing tools to make Glorianna appear black; so I have tried a new approach, using an oil pant look after I have used all the makeup I could play with. The links will be below.

Her fingers were dark and stained after this, and the chains probably weighed five/ ten pounds; emagine thise dangling from single fingers!
I asked her to think of all the emotions and things that the Mother was going though in my poem, and put them onto her face. I really think Glory portrait it well.

Glory was very strong to not only bear with me as I took 50 pictures of her, but also to hold these truck tire chains up in the air!

As you can tell, I did not have the correct makeup to properly cover her arms and hands, and I had to use programmed makeup and contacts for the face. However, the emotion is still plain.

A birds nest, no longer used, was perched on a ladder.

The rope here, is supposed to portray the Massa’s whip.

Glory was holding the chains down by her waits here, but when zoomed in, it appears her wrists are tied.


Re-done in oil-paint
Here, I was able to use an app that almost could do the colors correctly, but i is very glitchy. Will link below. 🙂
Thank you so so much to The Art of Life for spending an hour editing this picture for me! It’s utterly amazing!
Thank you again Art Of Life for taking my idea and creating it!

The caption texts below the images are for you to know the stories behind the photography so that you can see how simple it is to use your own imagination!

My sister, The Art Of Life on WordPress: https://life15.art.blog/

For the face and contacts, I used the app, YouCam Makeup: https://www.perfectcorp.com/app/ymk

For the little bit of darkness added to the arms, neck and fingers, I used the Airbrush app: http://appairbrush.com/en/

For the oil paint and water looks, I used the app, Skin Tones, which can be found in the App Store.

For the darker skin, I used an app called Selfie Editor: https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/selfie-editor-face-cam-filter/id1056521360?mt=8

For the night sky and star, the app used is: http://www.photofoxapp.com/