Joseph Rojas is a designer, photographer and art director who loves to listen.
Always in constant search of new ways to move, inspire, and connect.
Curiosity as my driving force. 

[Contact]
joseph.randy.rosej@gmail.com
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Projects
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Neo-TNR
Caspe Club
Persona de fuera
Art of the Title
Mot, la original de Moritz
What’s Left
Pink Armor 
Midnight Light
The Will
Gui(she)
[CV]

[01]
Neo-TNR


Fragment, tension, weight: Neo-TNR.

Times New Roman as raw material. A typeface loaded with history, dissected and recomposed under the logic of cubism: planes that collide, angles that refuse to resolve, balances that never quite fall. An exploration where form abandons function to become volume, contradiction, and space.

Experimental typography.


[02]
Caspe Club.


Poster design for Caspe Club, a whirlwind of sound, lights, and energy that pulls you straight down the rabbit hole.


[03]
Persona de fuera.


Photonovel about migrating, growing, and rebuilding what we understand as home. A story about estrangement, transformation, and the act of questioning what is established in order to inhabit the world again.

Special thanks to “kazteyano,” his son M. and the tutors Albert Romagosa and Lara Serer.


[04]
Art of the Title


Redesign of the title sequence for Black Narcissus (Powell & Pressburger, 1947). The creative concept, non-native passion, reframes the film through the idea of repressed desire as an alien force that colonizes the protagonists' mental space. The piece materializes this tension through objects hidden beneath white habits, wind as a destabilizing agent, and a Technicolor palette that operates as an emotional extension of the characters.


[05]
Mot. La original de Moritz


Barcelona has a color. It's golden: like the light that slips through the blinds at six in the afternoon, like the reflection on wet asphalt, like the beer you order without thinking twice.

Mot was born from a simple question: what makes a city stop feeling new? The answer wasn't in the big moments, but in the small ones: returning to the same table, recognizing a face, knowing what to order without looking at the menu.

From that insight, we developed a limited edition of Moritz Original aimed at those who arrive in Barcelona with the intention of staying:
the neo-pixapís. People who build belonging through the everyday, who choose their roots rather than inherit them.

Mot (the Catalan word for "word") was the name chosen to synthesize all of this: minimal in form, maximum in meaning. The campaign “(A)dorada Cotidianidad” unfolded across the city through golden urban interventions, first-person videos, posters written in the accent of someone who just arrived, and gatherings at the Fàbrica Moritz where the beer did what it has always done: bring people together.


[06]
What’s Left.


AT WHAT POINT DO WE DILUTE OUR ORIGIN WHEN WE DESIGN AND FRAGMENT OUR IDENTITY?

The project proposes a poetic and visual critique of the loss of individuality in the digital era, examining the ways in which identity breaks apart, multiplies, and ultimately dissolves within the web of networks and algorithms. In this context, the self becomes a shifting surface, where every expression, image, or profile represents a different version of who we are: designed fragments, mirrors that duplicate themselves until the original image disappears.

We try to show ourselves, unaware that in this attempt to be seen, we become transparent. Our origin (what once defined us) fades away among lights and pixels.




[07]
Pink Armor.



To be proud of. Pride 2025.

[08]
Midnight Lights.



Love has many faces: passion, fury, desire... Fragility and vulnerability appear and vanish within seconds. The scent of an untouched flower, dismissed by a society trapped in frustrated emotions. Karma weaves its thread, pursuing our destiny. 

[09]
The Will.



Dancers from all over the world aim to fulfill their childhood dream. A collection of personalities and identities I’ve had the pleasure of supporting on their journey.

[10]
Gui(she).


Born slippy.