I'm not a trained watchmaker. I'm not pretending to be one.

I fell completely down the rabbit hole of mechanical watches.

Specifically the kind built behind the Iron Curtain during the Cold War. Robust, honest machines with real history and zero pretension. The kind that end up forgotten in flea markets and drawers instead of display cases.

What started as obsessive research became a bench, a set of tools, and eventually Wound to Wear.

I'm drawn to these watches because they were designed to work, not to impress. They survived decades in pockets and wrists across the world. Most of them still run. That alone feels worth preserving.

I work slowly, document everything, and only take on what I genuinely understand.