Friday, January 30, 2009


#30, Vienna

They don't make timepieces like this anymore, and if they do, they ain't selling 'em at Macy's.  The Viennese had the right idea here. Why settle for an ordinary clock when you can work in a whole morality play in the process? While I have spent many content, uneventful years of time-telling with my trusty Fossil wristwatch, I seem to be coming around to the opinion that perhaps no clock is complete without a cherubic youth on one side and Old Man Death clutching his hourglass on the other.