



A selection of work by Swiss photographer Marianne Engel.



Recently, whilst staying in a little French village (Pontlevoy), I talked my way into using a disused warehouse of a slowly deteriorating abbey; the neglected gold rolex of an American businessman.
I only ever intended it to be a photo series, ending in its eventual destruction, but the villagers took an interest, and on the final night turned up in a sort of impromptu gallery opening, and demanded it be left there.
All I can really gather from Skuro's skitzophrenic Myspace is that they're an Italian fashion brand with a penchant for vintage horror, doomsday cults and layers.

Here's the thing about Fuck Buttons; the first album was pretty amazing; just a wall of noise that managed to somehow have melody, and even a hook... it filled a gap between the shoegaze revival and the electronic/lo-fi thing going on, and it did it well. But for all its virtues I couldn't help wondering where they would go after (other than around the world with Mogwai)...
Apparently macro photography doesn't have to be first year students taking pictures of each others eyes... it can be a team of professionals turning them into amazing abstract volcanic landscapes.


Back in 1766 this was scandalous. Painted by Jean-Honore Fragonard as a commission from a French nobleman, it depicts a girl on a swing, allowing a man in the bushes a look up her skirt. At the same time, she is throwing off a shoe to symbolise the loss of virginity, whilst a priest provides the inertia. Cheeky little madam then.
shock-factor Lachapelle has forged a career from seem to be evident in early form here...