Echoes of the Garage

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September 10, 2025

“Birthday and Mortality of Time”

English Version 📓 Tuesday, September 9, 2025 – 11:47 p.m. Today was my youngest sister’s birthday. Twenty-eight years ago she came to this earth in her own space suit of flesh and bones, ready to write her story. I’ve had a complicated relationship with her. Some days we get along, other days we don’t. That’s… Continue reading

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September 9, 2025

Isn’t it Magic to Exist?

Version in English You don’t know where you came from. You don’t know where you’ll go. You entered this world without memory. You’ll leave it with only experiences. This life — it’s momentary. A stop. A station. A breath. You are an immortal soul in a mortal body. You were given feeling — not just… Continue reading

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September 5, 2025

“Happy Liquor Happy man”

English Version 📓 Friday September 5, 2025 8:03 p.m. South Central. Corner of Avalon. Sun still high, 6:17 p.m. — not midnight, not hidden. Daylight. I parked in the shade. Thought nothing of it. Pulled out my cases for a liquor store delivery. Happy Liquor Store. Funny name, right? First thing I see? A crackhead… Continue reading

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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.

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“Birthday and Mortality of Time”

Isn’t it Magic to Exist?

“Happy Liquor Happy man”