Gabriel Sánchez

It doesn't matter how fast you run if the maze is in your head. In this infinite loop, a man discovers that there is no refuge from himself, nor any exit from the routine of his own mind.

A man and a woman cross paths in a building lobby while waiting for the elevator. Without uttering a single word, their internal monologues reveal their insecurities, projections, and desire to connect before the doors separate them for good.

The unsettling feeling of being watched transforms into a tangible threat in just a minute and a half.

Tomás wants to find Vanessa, the girl he met on the bus. But the only thing he knows about her is her name, which makes everything harder.

What would you do if kitchen utensils seemed to haunt you with the Halloween theme song every time you picked them up?

It doesn't matter how fast you run if the maze is in your head. In this infinite loop, a man discovers that there is no refuge from himself, nor any exit from the routine of his own mind.

A man and a woman cross paths in a building lobby while waiting for the elevator. Without uttering a single word, their internal monologues reveal their insecurities, projections, and desire to connect before the doors separate them for good.

The unsettling feeling of being watched transforms into a tangible threat in just a minute and a half.

The unsettling feeling of being watched transforms into a tangible threat in just a minute and a half.

Tomás wants to find Vanessa, the girl he met on the bus. But the only thing he knows about her is her name, which makes everything harder.

Tomás wants to find Vanessa, the girl he met on the bus. But the only thing he knows about her is her name, which makes everything harder.

What would you do if kitchen utensils seemed to haunt you with the Halloween theme song every time you picked them up?