Ulysse Nardin’s BLAST FREE WHEEL MAILLECHORT- Where Mystery Becomes Machinery, and Machinery Becomes Art
Courtesy Ulysse Nardin
Leave your preconceived notions of timekeeping at the door. Ulysse Nardin’s BLAST FREE WHEEL MAILLECHORT isn’t just a watch — it’s a horological hallucination brought into reality, limited to just 50 masterworks. This is the watchmaker’s fever dream, crystallized into 45mm of white gold, sapphire, and Maillechort — the ancient, alchemic alloy that breathes character and age with each tick.
At first glance? Bewilderment. Suspended mechanics float mid-air like a magician’s sleight of hand. At second glance? Awe. This isn’t illusion — it’s the Ulysse Anchor Constant Escapement tourbillon, defying gravity at 6 o’clock, balancing on two impossibly thin silicon blade springs, thinner than a whisper, more stable than your heartbeat. It’s award-winning, it’s revolutionary, and it throws tradition to the wolves.
At 12 o’clock, a flying double-barrel system hovers with serene menace. One barrel is visible, the other ghosted — both in perfect harmony, offering a full 7-day power reserve. How do you read it? A static indicator with a rotating disc that speaks in glyphs: three bars, you’re full; one bar, you’re nearly out of time. Literally.
Everything is visible under a sapphire crystal ultra-glass box — not merely a case, but a window into madness. Hollowed from a single block of sapphire, it’s like peering into a cathedral made by aliens with exquisite taste and terrifying technical prowess.
And then there’s the Maillechort dial. Not just material — myth. Born in 19th-century France from the union of Maillet and Chorier, this copper-zinc-nickel alloy has a warmth that whispers of time, a texture that dances with patina, and a heritage that once sang through musical instruments. Here, it becomes a canvas for mechanical theatre.
This isn’t wearable timekeeping. It’s time defied, time dissected, time redesigned — in a limited edition of 50 sculptures for the wrist. Yours, perhaps, for just over 120,000 CHF. But beware: you’re not buying a watch. You’re buying a challenge to your perception of how the universe ticks.
Time doesn’t pass in the BLAST. It performs.