I pick up the pen and begin to write. “Aesthetics is the philosophical branch of inquiry concerned with beauty, art and perception.” stated Paul Ford. Everyone’s idea of beauty differs from person to person. At times we find individuals with common ground, a common perception of beauty. However, what one considers beautiful may not be par with another’s taste.
Do not fear rejection. I feel as if I’m getting too philosophical when I should be commenting on the meet. Nonetheless, I feel the need to address misunderstandings. Rejection. The sole word that everyone despises. It is a word unavoidable and sometimes can break a person down. It broke me down, but I hated staying on the ground and I wanted to get back up. Do not fear rejection. Do not fear if you’re not accepted by society or by an individual. Do not fear if things don’t make sense. Dispose of your fear and move forward. I drop the pen.
It is 4:25 PM, California time, as I’m sitting at Milo’s Cheesesteaks and Gyros. I put away my notepad and I’m waiting for my meal. Might I add this is the first time I’m eating here and from the good reviews, I’ve heard they’re a splendid little eatery. I take the Philly cheesesteak. The last time I’ve had cheesesteak was when I lived on the East Coast, New Jersey to be exact. It was due time for a meal from the past. As I wait, these thoughts come to me: the idea of aesthetics and rejection.
As our car culture stands today, it’s all about aesthetics. Sure, there are individual who prefer function any day over form, but what about society itself? I’m not here to cast shallow votes on people or scold individuals for being depthless. I’m here to make sense of everything that goes around me. I’m a deep thinker and though it is a curse, it allows me to see things others can’t.
Maybe I’m trying to make sense of where I am or who I am. Maybe, just maybe, I’m actually over thinking the whole situation. But, maybe this was all meant to be. I’ve gotten to a point where my appreciation of cars, and everything else, has turned finicky. Blame society? No. But, what I’ve realized is that we love beauty, regardless of how lasting it may be.
It’s close to 5:00 PM, I’ve had my fair share of deep thinking, and I’m ready to scout for some clean cars. There was a nice selection of makes and models. It was pretty cool to see a diverse set of cars ranging from a Ferrari to a Honda Civic. I brought my S14 to the meet for kicks and giggles and hopefully run into some S chassis love. It was pretty cool to see people take pictures of my car. I’ve always found the act surreal.
There was a neat BMW I spotted. Again, this is a prime example of my personal taste. I’m into rusted slammed cars properly fitted. I think the rust gives this car a nice edge. Also the wheels were proper even if they were Corvette wheels.
There was a solo GTR parked next to a Ferrari and Lamborghini. Aesthetics wise, they weren’t modded so it wasn’t any news to me. But, it’s always a breath of fresh air seeing supercars at a meet.
I loved the NSX line up. There were 4 of them parked side by side and they were so clean. I managed to snap two of them sitting pretty. There’s something about the body lines of an NSX that remain timeless. It has plenty of style and enough heritage to back itself up.
This was a little neat Miata. It was banged up by the fender, but the wheels were proper. There was some neat graffiti work on the fender. Body wise it was relatively stock, but like I’ve said a million times before, wheels and fitment do make a car beautiful.
Props to this teal Scion. It was cool seeing this car partnered with a fixie (the fixie-car trend still going strong huh?). Wheels look pretty decent, nothing too overdone.
The parking lot was packed and I wasn’t able to check the other parking lot. I bet there were some hidden gems and I do apologize if I missed them. Anyways, I left an hour into the meet silently (or loudly since my LSD was clunking like a mother). Pretty good turn out for a location such as Roseville. Also, it was great to get behind the camera again. I missed the lovely feeling. Oh, just one last photo of my new tires. I finally stepped my tire game up. No more cheap Chinese tires on $1600 wheels. Got a nice set of Hankook tires and I’m loving them to death. Amazing ride quality. Until we speak again.