P.S.A. From M.P.T.
Allow me to introduce myself, so that I may introduce others.
The long awaited artistic motif I've craved; with an audience of just a few. Myself, you, and fuck the rest. My name is Miles Peter Teenstra. My mother always commented on that my name sounded like that of a writers. My teachers always praised my ability to communicate. I've always preferred the pace of the written word, as it is forgiving in it's ability to pause and retract. Writing has always been my stepping stone to an alcove of reflection, even when the only thing transcribed was the loose shuffling of thoughts. All I've ever felt compelled to do is understand the calculable. To measure the ticks and the tocks of others in effort to gain some sort of familiarity with our internal doomsday clock. This is my outlet. This, is me.
My whole goal with this blog is to give both myself and others a concrete platform of representation. With that being said, this has been treated for the most part as an on the fly project. I don't even have all the details planned out. The beautiful aspect is that there is no formula for this shit. Only a goal, with pathways of the mind not yet charted. This'll be my greatest self imposed challenge yet, but...there's a whole lot of love to be expressed in this single subsection of my internet stoop.
This subsection, Vox Populi, is barren at the time of this article. Shit, that's part of the reason I'm writing this before heading off to bed. I don't want people to think that this is just some sloppy designing on my part. Far from it - we just tend to push away the most difficult of projects, and ironically enough, this section is what spurred me to create all of this in the first place. I actually, just to give a little insight, have two drafts for this part. One is for Edgar Diaz, my best friend. The other is for Jorge Vasquez; a chef at my previous job and one of the most respectable individuals I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. I can't wait to meet with them and figure out the direction of these pieces.
Look. It took me well over a year of consciousness to formulate just a title for this project. You should have seen the original concept. I think it was bright purple and green and was named, "Gorilluh Catz Corner." Hey, if you can't look back into the very recent and consider yourself a dumbass, then you probably aren't progressing enough. I don't proclaim to be the fastest, the most dedicated, or the most creative. But Vox Populi is mine. It means more to me than I'll ever care to express. Translates to, "Voice of the people." Roughly. Which is what I intend for this to be. I don't want to just express myself, I want to express others. And I will. Let it play out...