by Isabel Sánchez H. | Apr 5, 2019 | Recent Posts, Sin categoría
On October 11, 2018, the 7th Annual Art Exhibition Gala took place at Dee Bistro and Grill, in Odessa, Texas. It was organized by the Odessa Hispanic Art Association, founded by Martín González Cuatianquis and Liliana Marquez Renteria in 2011, with the purpose of displaying artworks by different artists and...
by Isabel Sánchez H. | Sep 11, 2018 | Books, Latest News, Recent Posts, Sin categoría
Blue Rose book trailer is finally ready! With some of my illustrations and music composed by Víctor de San Martín! Check it out! Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintPinterestWhatsAppEmailMoreLinkedInRedditTumblrPocketLike this:Like...
by Isabel Sánchez H. | Aug 26, 2018 | Latest News, Recent Posts, Sin categoría
Come to the book reading of Rosa Azul (Blue Rose), at the Midland Centennial Library (Midland, Texas) on Saturday, September 8, 2018, at 4:30! There will be a book signing, and we’ll have a fun time with the International Club of Literature in Spanish (Club Internacional de Literatura en Español) going through...
by Isabel Sánchez H. | Jan 30, 2018 | Geographical Verses, Recent Posts, Sin categoría
Thank you for checking my poem about Cambridge. Unfortunately, this poem was a challenge to me in Spanish, so you can imagine how difficult it must be to translate it into English, respecting its structure, rhythm and content as faithfully as possible. Cambridge is the first city I visited abroad and I had a...
by Isabel Sánchez H. | Dec 18, 2017 | Geographical Verses, Sin categoría
With excitement and without luggage I arrived to a paradise; illusory walls and sliding clouds, dwelling of celestial elements: “The Angels” – seraphs of the “plasma” inhabit it; and a path awash with starry paving stones – stepped by the followers and the worshiped, both mortals; they...
by Isabel Sánchez H. | Dec 16, 2017 | Geographical Verses, Sin categoría
In the middle of nowhere are your coordinates, In the midst of the desert, coated with petroleum. In the middle of nowhere its roads survive, Anomalous, cracked by the four wheel drives. In the middle of nowhere I find your gaze, and in it, your pupil, and in it its reflection. In the middle of nowhere by the sun...