How Horology Helps is an ongoing column in support of what we deem to be the most important contributions to social, medical, environmental, and scientific efforts coming from the world of horology. A Personal Connection My beloved sister-in-law Jean M. Farmelo recently passed away, peacefully and surrounded by family, after nobly battling breast cancer. The… Read more »
The Skinny 37mm In-house Elite 670 auto winding movement $7000 Three Years Before The Royal Oak I asked to review this watch because it looked different and funky. That was the point of the original A3642 released in 1969, purportedly as a rally cry against the ascendant, yet aesthetically uninspired, electronic quartz watches wreaking havoc… Read more »
Just admit it: you, like me, give more than two shits about what people think of your watch collection, and the reason is clear: our collections represent us. Every little detail that we’ve allowed past the velvet rope into our personal horological disco is out on the floor for others to judge. We really wouldn’t give two shits about that judgement if we didn’t understand that what’s being judged is not watches but our most intimate expression of our mostly solipsistic and, thus, often lonely subjectivity inner lives. You, dear reader of horological essays, like me who writes them, give two shits about how people judge you if not your watches, I’m sure of it.
The resultant CNC’d filigree appeals to my engineer’s eye just as much a haute horology movement does to my artist’s heart. Zenith’s caliber 3600 has that skeletonized-grey look of the Oris Pro-Pilot X and reminds me this is more like a Terminator movie than The Great Gatsby.