Joel Piña GrauWashington Square ParkLittle angel of mine strolling down the park, shoulders slumped forward, nowhere to go, nothing much on her mind.Jun 30, 2016Jun 30, 2016
Joel Piña GrauViernes de ArcoírisLa mujer de las flores venia todos los viernes a la oficina. Traia entre sus brazos ramos de rosas rojas, rosas blancas, rosas amarillas…Mar 10, 2016Mar 10, 2016
Joel Piña GrauOne Afternoon on the D Train“Inertia” I thought, only when i saw her trying to reach out for the pole, trying not to fall as the train started moving abruptly all of…Mar 3, 2016Mar 3, 2016