Swojego czasu miałem okazje fotografować małą sesje zdjęciowa ala "Pin Upek" w Gdańskiej Restauracji nad Motławą Billy American Restaurant. Projekt realizowany w nielicznym gronie z Pzychofoto. Zapraszam do oglądania, komentowania, udostępniania. Wszystko na bieżąco na Tarakum Photography na Facebook. Zapraszam.
Breathe To Dominate / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Respect my ways... this is my pride
Break my silence... fear my life
I know you want it... always earn your merit
You've reached the edge... broke down the pledge
Respect my ways... this is my pride
Break my silence... fear my life
I know you want it... always earn your merit
You've reached the edge... broke down the pledge
Close My Eyes / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Close my eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by yo I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
Introspect connect the sect's and let this music make you fly
Close my eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by yo I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
Introspect connect the sect's and let this music make you fly
Dark Night / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
She was young and pretty
No stranger to other men
But windows were being locked at night
Old lines were drawn again
She was young and pretty
No stranger to other men
But windows were being locked at night
Old lines were drawn again
I Gotcha / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
You promised me today that you'd quit your boyfriend
I'd be the next one to ease on in
You promised me it'd be just us two yeah
I'd be the only man kissin' on you yeah
You promised me today that you'd quit your boyfriend
I'd be the next one to ease on in
You promised me it'd be just us two yeah
I'd be the only man kissin' on you yeah
Pins and Needles / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
I never walked so far on a lonely street
With no-one there for me
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
I never walked so far on a lonely street
With no-one there for me
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?
Rock Hard Ride Free / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Tough as steel stop at nothing
Look at fate in the face
Don't take no for an answer
Grab the lead in the race
Tough as steel stop at nothing
Look at fate in the face
Don't take no for an answer
Grab the lead in the race
Secret Lover / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
She always was a winner
Never lost a game
She preyed upon my innocence
Shot me down in flames
And if I should abuse her
She won't let me forget
Her spirit sleeps within my blood
The pillows soaking wet
She always was a winner
Never lost a game
She preyed upon my innocence
Shot me down in flames
And if I should abuse her
She won't let me forget
Her spirit sleeps within my blood
The pillows soaking wet
Surf Rider / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Pierwsze zdjęcie z sesji w Billy's American Restaurants
Emilia Malinowska jak zwykle dała radę, dziekuje serdecznie
za udostępnianie lokalu do zdjęć. Więcej wkrótce...:)
Surf Rider to utwór z mojego kochanego filmu Pulp Fiction,
pasuje idealnie pod klimaty naszej sesji.
Pierwsze zdjęcie z sesji w Billy's American Restaurants
Emilia Malinowska jak zwykle dała radę, dziekuje serdecznie
za udostępnianie lokalu do zdjęć. Więcej wkrótce...:)
Surf Rider to utwór z mojego kochanego filmu Pulp Fiction,
pasuje idealnie pod klimaty naszej sesji.
The Wild & The Young / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
The wild and the young
They all have their dreams
The wild and the young
They've got to be free
The sun never sets
For souls on the run
The wild and the young
The wild and the young
They all have their dreams
The wild and the young
They've got to be free
The sun never sets
For souls on the run
The wild and the young
Whiskey In The Jar / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me, and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me, and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels
Who Are You / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
I stretched back and I hiccoughed
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way
I stretched back and I hiccoughed
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way
You Give Love a Bad Name / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
An angel's smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free
An angel's smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free
