THE CLASSIFIEDS (BUT NOT REALLY) Vol. 3
Volume 3 · August 2 - August 23, 2025
You won’t find full specs here. You will find intent, posture, subtext. These are horological classifieds for new releases from independents — announcements, invitations, provocations — interpreted for the collector’s subconscious.
Arsenale Venus
Venezianico x IFL Watches
72 hours only. Painted by hand. Venus, reborn.
A dial like a seashell. Botticelli’s goddess rendered in miniature, sunburst blue behind her, hair like waves, time like myth. Slim, stainless, signed by beauty and brushstroke. She will disappear with the tide. You have got three days.
Flygraf CPA10
Yema
Morteau-born. Airborne-certified. French-issued.
Built with the commandos who actually jump out of planes. Titanium case, micro-rotor, 70 hours of quiet certainty. The 10 o’clock lume burns white for the 10th. The crest on the back is earned. This one? Available. For now.
Disco Volante Onyx
Furlan Marri
Geneva. 100 pieces. Peseux-powered.
A dial cut from night. Diamonds, yes — but grown, not mined. Onyx so black it swallows time. A flying saucer from the '30s, reimagined by two men with no need to shout. If you know, you know: this is elegance with edge, sparkle with spine.
Modello Uno PRODIVER U1S-T-PD6-B
Unimatic
Italy. Grade 2 titanium. 600m WR. 300 pieces.
Function, distilled. No gloss, no glossing over. This is a dive tool designed by industrial designers, not marketers. Sandblasted, slim, and rated deeper than most submarines. The orange one? Braver. The black one? Colder. The titanium one? Final form.
CH1 Rétrograde
Guebly
Switzerland. 80 pieces. Designed by Éric Giroud.
Sculpted in titanium, finished by hand, and powered by a 217-part micro-rotor movement reworked by Sylvain Pinaud. The seconds arc backward every 30 — but nothing else here retreats. Guilloché like windblown sand, enamel like glass-fired dusk. For those who think elegance should be earned.
Gravée Main
Louis Erard
99 unique pieces. Steel, engraved by hand.
What happens when restraint meets revolt? A Noirmont stripped bare, then covered in 50 hours of baroque ornament — case, crown, lugs, buckle. Every cut by one hand, Maksym Shavlak’s. Each dial is a pool of black lacquer. This is art with grit. Resistance, etched in steel.
Chief Chronograph Dune
Favre Leuba
La Joux-Perret inside. Rose gold hands. Dust doesn’t settle here.
Not beige. Not gold. Just warm enough to haunt your other watches. The dial glows, the rotor spins, the seconds trace perfect circles across 30 minutes of measured restraint. Built for the horizon, not the spotlight.
Speake Marin Tourbillon Purple Hour
Geneva. Titanium. Limited production.
Carries twilight on its dial — a violet sky that shifts with the light, half regal, half subversive. Keeps its beating heart exposed at 1:30, a flying tourbillon that whirls like a secret too elegant to confess. British roots dressed in Swiss daring. Not here for daylight. Wait until the purple hour finds you.
Depancel Allure AUTOSPORT
France. Three dial variants: Silver, Blue, British Racing Green.
Lives fast but keeps its shirt pressed. Raised on Hunt, Lauda, and cigarette smoke in pit lanes where time smelled of gasoline. Carries gauges on its dial like scars, runs on Japanese steel lungs, straps itself in perforated leather. Not haute horlogerie, but something truer: a machine for those who drive as if the seventies never ended.
