nostalgia

March 27, 2026

“La noche que dejé de ser el mismo…”

Un recuerdo sobre miedo, juventud y el momento en que un primer beso dejó de ser solo un beso para convertirse en un cambio interior. Continue reading

Spanish

crecimiento personal, dailyprompt, identidad, memoir, memoria, miedo, nostalgia, primer beso, Reflexión
February 22, 2026

“Stop Calling Me a Collector”

When owning movies and games became “weird,” something got flattened—media, culture, and the way we feel things. Continue reading

Journal

4K Blu-ray, being human, collecting, consumer culture, convenience, gaming culture, life, Los Angeles, movies, nostalgia, ownership, physical media, south central, streaming, video games
February 21, 2026

🎬 Street Cinema: Bicentennial Man — The Machine Who Fought to Feel

Follow me on X: @punisherpapi · IG: @punisherpapi 📓 Saturday, February 21, 2026 — 1:14 p.m.Busy, busy, busy. Beep, beep, beep… 6:00 a.m. Simba’s on top of me purring, like a small engine that refuses to quit. Ring, ring, ring… 8:00 a.m. “Roberto, can you move your van? I’m late.” —Dad. And just like that, the day isn’t… Continue reading

STREET CINEMA

90s movies, Bicentennial Man, film reflection, identity, meaning of life, mortality, movie analysis, movie memory, nostalgia, personal growth, Robin Williams, Street Cinema

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.

nostalgia

“La noche que dejé de ser el mismo…”

“Stop Calling Me a Collector”

🎬 Street Cinema: Bicentennial Man — The Machine Who Fought to Feel