Laura Makabresku Photography


dark-room by laura makabresku

Meet the amazing Laura…

Words not enough to describe her incredible style. Her world is rare. You look and you are transformed.

Her unusual and beautiful approach a reflection of herself. She is rare herself. That’s why.

Her photographs are real and unreal at the same time. Raw and unusual. Lovely. Timeless.

The young women she chooses as her models are as ethereal as her worldview. Their unique appearance compliments to her ideas.

 

I met a girl who sleeps with silver foxes. by laura makabresku

 

The beautiful stories she tells. The twisted yet charming mood. The timid emotions.

Even the names of her pictures… whole sentences that tell a story. Surreal and sweet, dreamlike.

 

Sunset with M. by laura makabresku

 

winter tale (about a girl who bears winter in her heart) by laura makabresku

 

“winter tale (about a girl who bears winter in her heart)”….

 

deer, clock with coffee in it and rented Andersen by laura makabresku

 

“deer, clock with coffee in it and rented Andersen”…

 

secret garden hidden in the forest (it was very rainy day) by laura makabresku

 

“secret garden hidden in the forest (it was very rainy day)”…

 

the girl in whose house birds were winter-sleeping by laura makabresku

 

“the girl in whose house birds were winter-sleeping”…

 

she is like a forest creature. after night comes back to my bed. I kiss her flesh full of wounds. by laura makabresku

 

“she is like a forest creature. after night comes back to my bed. I kiss her flesh full of wounds. “…

She doesn't sleep. Darkness pulls her body slowly into itself. Her spirit wake beside her: looking as darkness give her lesson about death. by laura makabresku

 

” She doesn’t sleep. Darkness pulls her body slowly into itself. Her spirit wake beside her: looking as darkness give her lesson about death. ”…

 

night walk by laura makabresku

 

she is crying by laura makabresku

 

about Laura by laura makabresku

 

sleepy-lovers by laura makabresku

 

I BRING THE LIGHT WITH ME by laura makabresku

 

COLD by laura makabresku

 

 

laura makabresku by laura makabresku

 

She. by laura makabresku

 

She. by laura makabresku

 

fire walk with me by laura makabresku

 

i've forgotten how god tastes.. by laura makabresku

 
” i’ve forgotten how god tastes.. ”

 

lovers. by laura makabresku

 

kiss her by laura makabresku

 

love letters by laura makabresku

 

gossamer on her warm hair by laura makabresku

 

sad girl by laura makabresku

 

grief after death by laura makabresku

 

lonely boy by the river by laura makabresku

cold sunset by laura makabresku

 

please, take me home by laura makabresku

 

she's like a winter bird by laura makabresku

 

in the morning by laura makabresku

 

NIGHT BIRDS by laura makabresku

 

sunset with lavender by laura makabresku

 

crocodile eyes by laura makabresku

 

please, don`t die. by laura makabresku

 

lovers by laura makabresku

 

hearts hunger by laura makabresku

 

first signs of winter by laura makabresku

 

It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed. by laura makabresku

 

“It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight – eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed.  ”…

 

It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed. by laura makabresku

 

In my room. by laura makabresku

 

 

 

 

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