SnapDragon Speaks: On The Unwritten Page.

Silent Shrug, 2015. Belgium. Original Photo by SnapDragon X.All rights reserved. What is with us humans? Why do we have a tendency to trivialize other people's problems, but when they happen to us, it's the end of the effing world? We compartmentalize for our friends: Hey, at least you don't have to worry about: the... Continue Reading →

SnapDragon Speaks: On Starting Over.

Slice it Up, 2019. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. If I could start all over again, I'd only focus on my body being strong. The hell with the numbers. If I could start all over again, I'd go into meetings with confidence. I have a right to be here. If I could... Continue Reading →

SnapDragon Speaks: On The Mess.

Just Another Human, 2018. Acrylic on Paper. Original Painting by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. I interrupt your regularly-scheduled blog reading to say: SnapDragon is not okay. Well, wait. That's an exaggeration. I'm all right. I guess what I mean is: I get scared. I get overwhelmed. I get burned out. Don't get me wrong.... Continue Reading →

SnapDragon Speaks: On The Mirror.

Gentle Spirit, 2019. Marker on Paper. Original Doodle by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Like an elusive vapor, my reflection floats, then gently fades before my eyes. Like a favorite novel, its binding and its pages warp with the inevitable passing of time. Yet its story--its spirit--stays the same. . . . When I look... Continue Reading →

SnapDragon Speaks: On Being Vulnerable.

(sighs) Life. Sometimes you win, and sometimes you lose. But there is beauty in the struggle, my friend. Turn it Up, 2020. Pennsylvania. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. My greatest fear in life is to be misunderstood. I know, I know. Kiiind of wishful thinking on my part. Because really: who hasn't... Continue Reading →

SnapDragon Speaks: On Jealousy.

Reach, 2020. Pennsylvania. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved. Why do we get jealous? It's inevitable, really. Because for a time, in one way or another, we all feel it. She's so much skinnier than me. *pout* He has a summer house he never even uses. *scowl* They pop out a kid every... Continue Reading →

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