The Inchcape Collective

01/28/2026 - We are but a few short weeks into 2026 and the year has already taken a dark turn. For those of you new here, I’m a local to Minneapolis; a city that is going through some rough times at the moment. I generally hate politics. I don’t usually engage beyond being an informed voter and going out to vote. To gloss over what is going on and just write this article as if everything is fine would be entirely tone deaf and an immense injustice to what is happening in my city and to my community.

Grateful, melancholy, festive, wistful—these words describe my typical end-of-year feelings. I’m grateful for another year, melancholy that another year has passed, festive for the holiday season, and wistful for Christmases and New Year’s past with loved ones, who are now gone, and for simpler times when I had less to manage and worry about. All of these ring true now, but what I most look forward to is the eventual slowing of schedules. As work subsides and meetings get delayed until after the new year, I welcome a few precious days with nothing obligatory on my calendar — time and space for reflection.

Every collector has a trail of watches they have lusted after, collected, then later moved on from. My collection is no different — it has had its fair share of casualties due to time and new intrigue. Most of what I have moved on from, I can still appreciate from afar. Heck, I’ve even repurchased a watch that I previously sold, which I caught the bug for again. It’s just part of the hobby — while it would be nice to keep every watch we purchase indefinitely, in reality, this isn’t practical.