naked woman 

naked woman



Sergio Sanchez

scared/dizzy/tricked - acrylic on canvas (48x36) (2013)


sergio sanchez

storm-oil on canvas (36x48)2012


Aokigahara - oil on canvas (60x48)

sergio sanchez

(via dear-mirah)


the grass underneath my feet is burning-oil on canvas (48x36)

Sergio Sanchez

no title

Floating windows, aluminum shine,

The solitude is perhaps even greater.

Marble floors, shiny lights…

My pain is more real.

I can feel it,

And I can see every morning how my body ages

There is also brick, white light, plastic chairs

And a small speaker on the wall

Loud music can be heard

But the solitude it’s still the same

It’s either perfect or extremely sad

Nothing in between

The structures are broken, great cracks grow through the columns

But everything is still sickening bright

The extravagant ceiling is crumbling down

There is smoke, broken pipes broken glass

Cutting everything at its pass

I never liked my face

The only way I can see it’s with yours by the side…


I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.


most likely my next painting will look something like this…