The latest film from quirky Danish director Lars Von Trier, “Melancholia” tells the tale of two sisters as they come to grips with the impending end of days.

The Czech premiere of Exit Through the Gift Shop came to Prague the other week. Directed by the mysterious street artist Banksy, it tells the story of Thierry Guetta, a French immigrant in Los Angeles, and his obsession with street art.

Prague is famous for many reasons. One that has made this city famous in the last 20 years is the gay porn industry. It has been said that Prague makes more gay porn per-capita than anywhere else in the world – perhaps due to lower production costs, the Czech people’s casual attitude towards sex, or the fact that you can get people to do a lot in front of the camera for relatively low rewards.

Having something to be proud of is definitely nice for a nation but on the other hand there may be some traditions that have a negative impact on the whole society.
I’m talking about dubbing.

Take a look at the smooth circular lines of each metro station, look at the fluro scribbled notice on the window highlighting the daily menu specials, or consider the mess of sprayed tags on the walls outside or even our fetching pink logo and you will see that in the world of fonts, things can vary greatly.

Sitting behind this large block of cement I can hear gunshots ringing overhead, I am bleeding a lot and the smell is mixing with my expensive cologne, forming an overwhelming musk, quite unpleasant and foul.

The 20–22nd of August saw the Trafačka and Chemistry galleries (Trafačka – Kurta Konráda 1, Praha 9 and The Chemistry Gallery – U Kanálky 4, Praha 3) play host to the Invaze Festival.

What the hell is Sealand? It’s a platform sunk into a sandbar situated 6 miles off the Suffolk coast of England. Built to guard the British river system during WWII it was abandoned by the army in 1956, along with dozens of others along the coastline and left to rot.

Recently the South African band and Youtube sensation, Die Antwoord (“The Answer” in Afrikaans) played to a packed audience 7th July at Lucerna Music bar. The self proclaimed “Zef” masters put on a late yet energetic live show playing material from their debut album “$o$”.

I have travelled the London–Prague route so often that sometimes in mid-flight I can’t quite recall in which direction I am flying. Cocooned in thoughts of elsewhere sipping courtesy sparkling wine, gently dozing off, it is easy to get caught up in the thought … “If it wasn’t for the language and the architecture, how would I know where I had landed?”

After a temporary stay in the jail following my last attempt to cover a local event, I had entertained the thought of abandoning any critical exploits. It is however the dedication to a cause that one strives for as the prime motive in any professional endeavor and so thus, I dusted off my cravat, perched my floppy hat, high on my coffered quiff and set about rejoining the art world.

Whether it’s down the road or around the globe, getting there is unavoidable. While we do not condone some of these methods and will not bail you out of goal if you are caught; scamming a free ride is something of an art. Here are some of the best ways to get around on the cheap.

You cannot talk about fetish without at least mentioning planet earth’s number one leader on the subject. Japan has it all when it comes to this stuff. When you hear about the suppressed fart sniffing Brits or the pain junky Germans they pale in comparison to the fetish capital of the world.

Recently I, Rudyard Sneem – celebrated critic of all things art, was informed of an upcoming exhibition by the young artist Léna Virgler. Being quite a patron and holding my self in high esteem as an appreciateur I decided to attend the vernisage.

Léna Virgler is a real firecracker of a personality and it shows throughout her work. Morose scenes mixed with bright pink deer are a reoccurring theme, as is the ghostly self-portrait. When she paints she goes wild, throwing stuff around like a woman possessed, yet on the canvas she has a very delicate stroke, looking almost calculated in design.

Graffiti can vary from your crude bathroom stall scribble, for a good time contact the intern dept. to the revolutionary scrawling of a young Chairman Mao, look it up, I shit you not.

Damien Mitchell is a young Australian artist living in Prague. We met in the club 2. patro where he came with his dog Franta whom he found a couple of years ago. You might have seen his stencils around the city but he also exhibits in galleries. Some of his works have caught my eye before.

There´s still a place on the other side of the world where nature looks the same as it did a thousand years ago. However, there have been more different factors that have affected the New Zealand culture.