![]() I discovered the once thought to be extinct atelier style of watchmaking quietly thriving in various tiny workshops scattered around the world. To escape the monotone cacophony of commercialised horology, I decided to immerse myself in the emerging world of independent watchmaking where the watchmaker once again reigned king. To make watches more than great requires creativity, and an obsession for what horology is in its purest form – mechanical art. If it’s just great, I can promise you it won’t be missed. We’re the type of people that buy and sell the same watch several times over just to see if we miss it when it’s gone. The kind of people that purchase a Rolex Submariner to celebrate ten absence-free years at the firm… for themselves. Great is for logical and sensible people. ![]() ![]() More precise and higher quality components result in great wristwatches, and there are without question a lot of great watches on the market.īut great is not enough for those obsessed with horology. A market flooded with watches that have the same old complication fitted to a familiar regurgitated design shortly follows. The parts are then handed off to watchmakers, or “assembly workers” as I like to call them, who promptly and efficiently pump out watches in numbers that are truly impressive. Intricate parts that used to take weeks to make can now be stamped out by automated machines in minutes. Complications used to be special, but now all they seem to be are the watch industry’s defense mechanism. I used to light up when given the opportunity to witness the mechanical complexity of a perpetual calendar, or to hold a watch showcasing the beautifully hypnotising, and gravity defying acrobatics of an exposed tourbillion. It’s a tough life, I know.Īll kidding aside, that type of exposure has desensitised me a bit. Not only do I get to see, play with and wear some amazing watches, I get to do it with a belly full of hors d’oeuvres, washed down by endlessly-flowing, top-shelf liquor conveniently delivered via silver platter by the next Denzel Washington, or better yet, the next Scarlett Johansson. With watch boutiques galore and a steadily-growing network of collectors, I find myself attending a watch-related event seemingly every week. Many of the people that I am fortunate to call my friends happen to be some of the world’s most recognised collectors of horology. So, naturally, it pains me to say that not much in the world of watches blows me away anymore.
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