Michelle Morphett sent me a set of the gears as a gift, but I couldn't think of where I could add them to the build. I've been looking for other styles of gears so there's some more variety for the eye to see.

Then it hit me... I hadn't sent out thank you gifts to the performers who had been stopping by the tower for these crazy Mondays...

What better token of appreciation than a symbolic piece of the clocktower itself? They are a part of its success, the inspiration to create stranger and sillier effects to accompany their craft... without them, it would just be.... well, a pile of gears and crackers.

I put together a copper quarternote and placed it over each gear. Then, I changed the name of the object for each performer so I could track who I had sent them to, then rang up each person one by one to let them know it was coming.

No floating texts. No plaques. No garish pedestals or etching.

Serves as a nice logo for the venue, I think:

I also left them modifyable so that they could resize them for a bookshelf, a wall, a hat pin, a brooch, a stage, an ear-ring... whatever they wanted to do with them.

SRV4U/Blues Preacher/Ray Confer honors me by placing his on the wall of his club, which I finally had a chance to visit last night:

He's invited me to do some readings... I'll need to go back through all thousand-or-so stories and see which have a jazz club kinda feel to them that aren't 100% grade-A psycho or sick.

I'm pretty sure my Oh Jesus! category ought to be skipped over. That stuff's just mad blasphemy, eh.

UPDATE:
Another of the gears has found a home of a sorts.

Hrm... homeless, eh? I think someone needs to be given edit-rights for the tower...