Saturday, March 5, 2011

Doswell Blogger’s Art Student Son has Officially Put on his “Everything Sucks” Glasses

Cheerful kid-turned-cynical world-weary art student Hunter, in his
 "hip" clothing. friend Rachel who also may be succumbing
 to similar condition, appears with him.
Doswell blogger Dale Brumfield’s son Hunter, 2nd-semester freshman in VCU’s art department, has officially assumed the world weariness and glum mocking derision required by the VCU art program, lamenting the vapidity of American pop culture and droning on and on about the petty and bland insipidness of life in general.

“He used to not be like this” reports his Mother Susan as she carried a load of his laundry back to his dorm. “He used to wear such nice clothes and be cheerful all the time. Now he wears these clothes from a place called ‘Rumors’ or ‘Refuse’ or something that make him look like a homeless person, and anytime we try to initiate a conversation with him he becomes all self-righteous and negative, spouting off about how juvenile and uninspiring everything is, and how pedestrian and uncool my life is. What happened to my little Hunter Bunter?”

Hunter’s twin brother Jake, also a college freshman in Mass Communication who has yet to take on the slouching, mumbling posture assumed by his twin, verified the relentless negativity and cynicism projected by his Art student brother. “Um, yea, he pretty much thinks everything sucks,” he reports. “Although he still kind of likes David Fincher movies. Otherwise he thinks it’s all crap.”

Hunter in less cynical days
Brumfield says he is looking into whether the Art program at VCU spawns such passive/aggressive pessimism or if it is a gloomy natural byproduct of the system itself. “I think a study needs to be done by the university to see if naturally distrusting, high-and-mighty and sarcastic students are drawn to the program or if the program creates these shuffling, scorn-filled zombies, toting their foamcore and popsicle stick sculptures over to Bowe Street”, he says, over-analyzing like he usually does. “And OK, I get it, Maya Deren’s film Meshes in the Afternoon is a triumph of non-linear storytelling – but how much money did George Lucas make with Star Wars? Come on.”

Brumfield states that time will tell if Hunter succumbs to the disparagement of the system or is able to overcome it and emerge from his mocking cocoon-like cone of ridicule and distrust and become a productive member of society. “Somebody is going to have to pay to keep me in the Assisted Living facility some day,” Brumfield says, “and it ain’t gonna be me. I’m not sending them to college for their health.”