A video titled Baselworld Watch Fair 2013 is probably nothing to write home about. And though it’s impeccably produced a report on a watch fair is exactly how you imagine it will be. However, Maximilian Büsser steals the show at 4:49 when he makes you think twice about your faithful timepiece.
Since 1970 and the invention of the quartz there is no more practical reason to have a mechanical movement. So what we do is mechanical art because we believe that the only reason there is a mechanical movement in a watch today is because it’s artistic. We deconstruct traditional watchmaking and reconstruct it into 3D kinetic art which gives time.
And all this time I could’ve been wearing something more interesting. My mind is swimming in the kinetic art-watch possibilities, not to mention the 4th dimension implications: if my kinetic watch is sitting pretty in three dimensions on my wrist what’s stopping it from transporting me into further dimensions?
An update to a recent post: Jack got his bed, just in time for Fall.
Every day at noon in Curicó a siren goes off at the hill near my parent’s place. It signals midday and like clockwork upsets the two dozen dogs living around me. Even though I’m two decades out of elementary and middle school that sound still sends a shiver down my spine.
My mom and I set out today for Chimbarongo to get a proper bed for Jack, our family dog. This little town is just an hour away and is well-known for its wicker work. Everything you could ever dream of, and things you could never imagine, are available in wicker.
The morning I left on my architectural pilgrimage to Ritoque I caught a news report about elderly women being forced out of their homes in Santiago. At the 8am hour the news in Chile takes on a Kathie Lee and Hoda quality so I normally don’t pay attention. But it’s hard to ignore the pleas of these women, especially when the reporter leans over the body of a bedridden 88-year-old widow who obviously can’t leave her home so easily. Beyond their plight what caught my eye was their residence: Unidad Vecinal Portales.
Pencils, pencils, and more pencils! Monocle’s latest video had me at the edge of my seat.
After a long journey I made it to the Open City Tuesday afternoon. Here’s an illustrated version of my walk through the grounds.
“Amereida” welcomes visitors at the entrance to the east side of the Open City.
For the past month I’ve had to do without the services of my usual chef. Luckily my first chef, my mom, is in town and willing to cook lunch for me or at least delegate it to one of my aunts. All I have to do is drive 20 minutes to the campo where my grandmother lives to be served. Second on this list of first world problems is the fact that my parent’s vehicle doesn’t have an i-Pod jack. So when hunger forces me out of my research cocoon I scan the local radio. Continue reading
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