Echoes of the Garage

Fragments of life in Los Angeles — art, film, street stories, and the quiet rebuilding of a man. Start here: Best Of • About • Subscribe.

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February 3, 2026

“Real Life Graphics”

Stopped at a red light in East L.A. and the city turned gold. For a minute I got out of my head and actually saw the world—people, buses, buildings, and light. Continue reading

Journal

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November 20, 2025

“The Cocaína Uber”

Here in South Central the days are loud, but the nights? They’ll test your reflexes and your stupidity. What was supposed to be a simple party ride in East L.A. turned into a cocaine pickup, a police stop, and one of the closest calls of my early 20s. Continue reading

Journal

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November 8, 2025

“The Midnight Ice Cream Truck.”

Grand Theft Auto 3, East L.A., and a neighbor’s “ride” that didn’t need a key. Back in 2001–2002, I was an usher at Dodger Stadium. One of my coworkers, Arturo—Art—became my boy. Looked like a cholo (shaved head, mustache, heavyset) but he wasn’t; chill, funny, good dude. After late games I’d drive him home to… Continue reading

Journal

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November 5, 2025

The Boy Who Doesn’t Belong 🥷 — A Hood Chronicle

Another day, another puff of this cig — little swirls of smoke gliding between my fingers. Here in South Central I sit, on the curb, seeing. Today’s story is that of a young man, twenty-two years of age, soon to be twenty-three — a young man caught between two worlds. We’ll call him V —… Continue reading

Hood Chronicles

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October 28, 2025

You Don’t Have to Wait for the Storm

📓 Sunday, October 19, 2025 — 4:39 p.m. El Mercadito, East L.A. There’s a woman who always buys from me. She’s in her forties — kind eyes, warm smile, a little tired. Her mother usually runs a stall here at El Mercadito, but she’s in Mexico right now, getting treatment. So the daughter’s been holding… Continue reading

Journal

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About Me

I’m Roberto Sanchez — illustrator, writer, and delivery driver in Los Angeles.

By day, I sell plastic bags out of a van across South Central.

By night, I draw, write, and build my life brick by brick.

I graduated from Cal State Long Beach in 2022 with a BFA in Illustration, but art has never been just school to me. It’s survival, reflection, and expression. My illustrations come slow — patience is part of the work.

I live and create out of a converted garage.

That small room became Echoes of the Garage — the place where I put words, drawings, and the pieces of a life I’m rebuilding one step at a time.

Here you’ll find journal entries, Hood Chronicles, and visual experiments that try to capture the absurd, the painful, and the human in everyday life.

This is where I put it all: drawings, words, and fragments of a life in motion.

This site is where I put it all: drawings, words, and fragments of a life in motion.

east la

“Real Life Graphics”

“The Cocaína Uber”

“The Midnight Ice Cream Truck.”

The Boy Who Doesn’t Belong 🥷 — A Hood Chronicle

You Don’t Have to Wait for the Storm