I’m an independent scholar, poet, portrait artist, freelance illustrator and graphic designer [tornpaperstudio.com] with more years than I dare admit to when looking for work. After reading Charleton Ogburn’s biography of Oxford, The Mysterious William Shakespeare, in 1986, my curiosity about the author and the reason or reasons for his silence were stimulated by materials from libraries at Boston University, Harvard, Concordia University in Portland, Oregon, Portland State University, Queens College, Cambridge, Cambridge University, the Bodleian at Oxford, and the British Library. Along with these glorious institutions and their dedicated librarians and archivists, most helpful in recent years has been google.com, wikipedia, and other information sites on the internet, the best news for the world of independent research since the invention of the printing press.
As an independent scholar I’m encouraged to note that of the greatest of the Shakespeare scholars: Alexander Pope (poet, biographer), Edmund Malone and George Steevens (independent scholars), James Halliwell-Phillipps (antiquarian), and E.K. Chambers (government bureaucrat), only T.W. Baldwin was an English professor (at the University of Illinois). These are the pioneers, the George Washingtons and Daniel Boones of Shakespeare studies, and all but one were independent scholars.
Most of what you’ll find here originated as editorials or articles written for The Oxfordian, a scholarly journal designed and edited by me from 1998-2008 and published by the Shakespeare Oxford Society, or as articles published in the Elizabethan Review, the Shakespeare Oxford Society Newsletter, the Shakespeare Fellowship Newsletter, and the De Vere Society Newsletter, or as lectures for various conferences and other venues over the past 15 years in the US, Canada, and the UK. My research has led to a number of “firsts” in authorship studies, for which thanks must go to supporters like Dr. Daniel Wright of Concordia University in Portland, Oregon; Charles Beauclerk of Hadleigh, Suffolk; Mark Rylance of the London Globe; Susan and Bruce Campbell of London; and Malcolm Blackmoor, also of London, along with literally hundreds of others who’ve encouraged or assisted me in some way.
Along with the hours of slogging through 16th-century verbiage, several moments in this study stand out, some truly high points. One high point was the opportunity to speak on the Authorship Question to an English audience at the New Globe on Bankside in London in November 2006 (see photo), by invitation of the Globe’s popular and successful first Artistic Director, Mark Rylance.
I got my BA from Concordia University in Portland, Oregon during the years that Prof. Daniel Wright was launching the first academic conference on the Authorship Question (1997-2000). I brought to it several semesters of study in Literature, Latin, and Art History at Bennington College, Boston University, and Northeastern University plus a lifetime of reading classics of literature, history, religion, psychology and biography. Concordia being a Lutheran pre-seminary, it offers what few universities do today, exceptionally high quality courses in Greek and Latin. Only a little of these stuck in my aging brain, but it was enough to give me a feel for their sound and fascinating organization and for the reasons why a 16th-century English poet might turn to them for the language that in my lifetime has become the lingua franca of the entire world.
Though I’ve had no time to get a Phd to put after my name, I think I can rely on my first and middle names, inherited through my mother from a passenger on the Mayflower, one Stephen Hopkins, who, back in 1609, came close to getting himself hanged for fomenting a rebellion. He tried to organize the Bermuda survivors of the wreck of the Sea Venture into taking matters in their own hands, an escapade that some believe led Shakespeare to cast him as Stephano in The Tempest (not that I believe this for a minute). It’s also the basis for the claim that Hopkins was more responsible than any of the other founders of the Plymouth Colony for the Mayflower Compact, the first step towards establishing self-government in what would one day become the United States of America.
Hopkins also honors two other Hopkins in history (neither related to me––so far as I know): Gerard Manley Hopkins, who many see as the first modern English poet, and Frank Hopkins, who saved the western mustang herds, who, like me, had native American blood (though a lot more than I have) and whose story is so beautifully told in the movie Hidalgo.
I also have my mother to thank for an insider’s knowledge of theater tradition. Till very late in life Merle Osborne earned much of her living as a professional actor, onstage, in television, and in various other capacities for theaters in San Francisco, San José, Minneapolis, and St. Paul. From her I acquired an awareness of backstage slang and superstition that rarely leaves the Green Room. From my father, Wallace Sumner Hughes, of Welsh and English descent, who earned his living as a speaker, speech-writer, and fund-raiser, I was infected with the punning virus, which leaves a person with a lifelong sensitivity to puns and wordplay, a disease that clearly affected Shakespeare and those members of his audience who loved him most. From both I got the combined love of literature and history that led me to this study and that continues to sustain me.
Well into my goldtone years, I live alone (with a calico cat and scores of well-thumbed books) in a small apartment within view of the Hudson River, 20 minutes from Manhattan, and across the street from my local public library, where kind attention is paid to my appetite for arcane journal articles. Anyone with more than a passing interest in Oxford or the AQ who travels this way is encouraged to call. I’ll be more than happy to discuss the Authorship Question face to face.