Thursday, December 25, 2014
Monday, December 8, 2014
Kierkegaard Certificate from University of Denmark, estimated 92% grade
So the first part was one from each:
Scandinavian Film and Television. University of Copenhagen. 87%
Modern Art, Warhol. University of Edinburgh. 85%
Literature of the British Country House. University of Sheffield. 93%
Richard III University of Leicester. 84%
Introduction to Philosophy. University of Edinburgh. 89.6%
American Poetry module 1. Harvard University Completed
Shakespeare. University of Warwick. 84%
Modern Poetry. University of Pennsylvania. Completed/grading
Kiekegaard. University of Copenhagen. 92%/grading
The tenth course this year should be American Poetry second module from Harvard University, which is now in progress along with a course from University of Nottingham with the third Harvard module beginning less than twelve months from when the first of the courses-Film from Denmark, had begun- not quite, but almost one MOOC a month for a year, there also being. Second module to the U Penn poetry on Shelley upcoming before February.
Sunday, November 9, 2014
Friday, October 31, 2014
Edgar Allen Poe statue in Boston, the amazing thing about it
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Lisa New & Al Filreis talk about their poetry MOOCs
These two beautiful people are going to stay with me.
I was at Motif #1 for a week when I enrolled.
Monday, October 27, 2014
Donna and I finally went back to the movies..
Tonight I completed the massavie open online course Introduction to Philosophy offerred by The University of Edinburgh with an 88%. The course is finished and there is an elective, non-graded essay during the next two weeks, during which I'm taking the online course Keirkegaard from the University of Copenhagen.
Completed are:
New England Poetry Harvard University passed (97% attendence)
Modern Art University of Edinburgh 85.7%
Scandinavian Film University of Copenhagen 87.9%
English Literature University of Sheffield 93%
Richard III history University of Leicester 84%
Currently:
Shakespeare University of Warwick mid-course 85%
New England Poetry 2+3 Harvard Univeristy just started
Kierkegaard University of Copenhagen first quarter
Modern Poetry Penn fourth quarter
Scott Lord MOOCs
Scott Lord MOOCs U.K.
If you've visited the above links, you have noticed that my unpublished novel will be published as part of a class on creative writing held in the United Kingdom while being revised as an internet webpage.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Scott Lord on Shakespeare: Silent Film- Cymbeline
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
A dome of many-coloured glass-Summer ended with a game of tennis in Rockport
Summer ended with a game of tennis in Rockport. Here's the new chapter from my novel:
Her serve is good; she discourses upon her backhand. Covered in soap as I held her, she claimed she was having an orgasm in the shower.
Oddly, and there had been a gully, or lull, in the courses I was taking on line, when we got to Rockport the schedule of classes opened up three new courses, all of which are of interest to me- the only draw back is that I was in the middle of an intensive course from Brown that requires ten novels, five that you would want to finish even if you were to leave an incomplete. But, importantly, Poetry from Penn and Harvard began the week we went on vacation with a course from the University of Edinburgh on Philosophy. I have passed the one week of philosophy, played catch-up with Penn Poetry after having joined the course a week late and have began a study of the fascinating poetry of Massachusetts-Puritan poet Ann Bradstreet offerred by Harvard. A poet named Charles Olson was being studied by a student for the U Penn Mooc- he wrote an ode to Gloucester, Massachusetts, so I had to explain that I met his contemporary, poet Vincent Ferrini, the day before I left the Gloucester-Rockport area. (I new another poet that read in Boston and thought that I would give it a try). This week's philosophy lecture is about Epistemology and having written an essay on Emily Dickinson, the lectures in U Penn poetry begin with the poet William Carlos Williams as an heir to Dickinson. Harvard Poetry included lectures last night which compared the blood of Jesus to God's seminal flow, so my essay was titled, Man's Divine Ejaculation and other Lightening Bolts. Learn the word Conceit, which is a way to pattern, or develop, metaphor throughout the stanzas by the contrast of images. the word poetic ambiguity ended up in my notes as well. While Donna was working in the church library this week, which is adjacent to the Boston Antheneum, what I came across was that the Puritan poets are religious, but not ordained, so we have to look at the concepts of the church of that period, including Predestination- I couldn't find Cotton Mather, or Increase Mather in her library, only alot written by Johnathan Edwards, which reminded me that the contemporary of the poet Anne Bradstreet was Anne Hutchinson, the preacher. So I went on our vacation with the study of poetry- not specifically just to walk by the ocean's wrackline and find the nude statue in the courtyard of Rockport Art Association, but the courses happened to be there in the middle of all that quietude. The first day of autumn this year we walked passed the Mount Auburn Cemetary, with all its history. He's not my favorite writer, but the book written by Nathaniel Bowdwitch on sailing was on sale in one of the jewelry shops on Bareskin Neck, Rockport, and he is among one of the people who are buried in Mount Auburn. By the way, while looking a the Puritan, I like having Hume in the other course; Berkeley's theory that "objects exist only in the perciever's mind", the radical skepticism that it is not possible to have knowledge at all, and my new theory to spin around with Perceptual Transparency: perception, agency and understanding are essentially and mutually interdependent, that is in part to say reality/experience/interpretation. Scott Lord Scott Lord
Monday, September 15, 2014
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Fried Clams at Motif #1, Rockport, Massachusetts
'via Blog this' The Episcopal Church in Rockport had a nice idea. Donna is a church librarian in Boston, and I told her that whenever we walk by a church and it is open, she can go in to pray. Tonight we had fried clams on Bearskin Neck and left around sunset. This is the fourth year we've visited and the church has a sign that reads Meditation Garden. There is a pathway along side the church where there is a sculpture an artist made for his deceased daughter, depicting her as a female Galahad, in armor with a shield, but it continues around the back of the church to a small enclosed area with a small well with fish, actually goldfish the size of perch- I'm not sure what type of fish. There's a statue and a bench. On Sunday night, around sunset, Donna was free to quietly pray.I found the art of Harrisson Cady, who apparently painted Motif #1 in 1908.I found him while looking for the paintings of John M. Buckley.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Scott Lord | Coursera
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Please notice this link. I had to adjust my reading.
By the way, in which hand is Paul's cigarette? On which side is the Volkswaggon?
Friday, September 5, 2014
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Friday, August 1, 2014
I've completed my fourth MOOC this year:'England in the time of King Richard III'
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Tuesday, July 29, 2014
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Sunday, July 20, 2014
I've completed my third MOOC this year- British Literature, University of Sheffield
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Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Our building will be in a film, Donna walked through the on location set
The movie is scheduled for next year, so untill then.......
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Edie Minturn Sedgewick poses for Artist Scott Lord at Tate Gallery Poetry Reading
Today, Edie Minturn Sedgewick, currently operating Edie's Farm on wordpress, avoided reporters at Scotland's National Gallery, showing up later at the Tate Gallery, to give a poetry reading. At the reading various depictions of the themes of sex and death were included in an exhibition by artist Scott Lord of The Univeristy of Edinburgh. Miss Sedgewick and Mr. Lord were both at one time residences of Massachusetts, in the United States and were enthralled in what they had in common during discussions about Boston. Miss Sedgewick, who had wanted to pose for Playboy magazine, passed away from a barbituate overdose in the early seventies and was revived, through esoteric means of suspended animation, by Dr. Glyn Davis, also of the University of Edinburgh. It is rumored that Professor Davis and Mr. Lord met through his researching for film criticism after classes on Scandinavian Film at the University of Copenhagen, which also offers a massive online college course. The Dashing Dr. Glyn Davis was delightful during the evening providing insights into art history and expressed a sincere interest in also reviving the art critic Kenneth Clark, were his small laboratory were to find funding from a more global source, possibly underwritten by the United States, although it is rumored that he present he has gotten Kenneth Clark"s hand to move a little in a friendly wave and maybe some knowing eyelid movement, like a wink. With some of the Liverpool poets from the early sixties he has no luck, particularly several attempts to bring back to life Mercy poet Hugh MacDiarmid. Mr. Lord is presently pitching articles and will soon join the staff of Cinema Scandinavia.
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Behind in my homework University of Edinburgh, behind on my film review Australian magazine
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Taking Film online from University of Copenhagen and then Art from University of Edinburgh (Tate)
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Existentialism, Christianity and Evacuation Day
Sartre was slightly misinterpreted by our minister tonight during a reading of the book of Mark, understandably. But was it sneaky? First of he quoted, "existence precedes essence" and I coughed to signal it was from Being and Nothingness. Then he mentioned the author's name with the remark "Maybe that's why his novels bring only misery." And he used the title No Exit as though taken aback with a shudder. I'll agree that the Book of Mark uses the baptism of Jesus Christ as a narrative, which frames the discourse. Christ baptized is innocent. But then he went into a "counter-radical" theme that it was one King against another. I remembered that the Flies was based on Greek tragedy, so it's almost theology slighting Greco-Roman art. But to properly quote Sartre, "Life begins on the other side of despair." It's just that with the point of departure of "Man is God", what is ethical and aesthetic has a human source, not transcendent or supernal. But then I thought, why quote it if it is inevitable that someone will add that he didn't quote, "Hell is other people?", which really has nothing to do with Christ. Why relate it to the Book of Mark when really "to exist is to be perceived" would have been enough- Christ is perceived by God when baptized. And even that has implications of there being a soul, a God-connected soul. The kicker is its been thirty five years since I first was interested in a volume titled The Tragic Finale written by Wilfred Desan that outlined the For-Itself, In-itself relation. God would have been the in-itself and man the for-itself excepting that the epistemology of faith doesn't quite apply. I guess God's silence would account for the in-itself as a form of freedom. But life does begin the other side of despair. (Action is the responsibilty to create oneself authenticly- without "Bad Faith" or self-deception.) There is nothing in heaven; nothing in heaven that can; nothing in heaven that can prevent the individual from making himself and experiencing the freedom of becoming authentic. That is the despair. Despair For Itself. We are here to make love not referee wars and crucifixions, we are here to out conceptualize sin, to out think it, not to personify it. You know the "common folk" really would have said it wasn't really an Easter, but God was just watching someone die unnecesarily so he could turn around, resurrect and laugh at mankind for being tempted. "You stole my messiah and I could have sent him to heaven the whole time". In Sartre's ontology, it really isn't dependent upon man being governed by his sinful nature and the omnipotent creator being impotent. We record history best when God is impotent, when we can watch Empires fall. The other discussion was between my fiancee and I about my not realizing that St. Patrick (in perpetuity: et. al.) lived near to or before the time of Alfred the Great and that the Book of Kells is earlier than I thought. I was reading that he mostly spread the word in between Viking Invasions. I didn't mention to her that many of the Irish Princesses were mistaken for saints when the Vikings were around.
Postscript- The Following Week
Because she's the church librarian we were there this week as well. I passed the minister and thought keep things social untill necessary but do the reading, that is to say, read and don't find questions to ask untill they are needed. So after I said "Hello" the phrase "ground of being" came to me and then I remembered Paul Tillich. I went in and found a History of the Church and found a one page summarization of Paul Tillich and the "principle of correlation" which is based on faith. The someone mentioned that the author of the textbook I had in my hand is visiting the church from Oxford to attend a conference here in Boston this April.
Still arriving at a discussion of Paul Tillich by mentioning Sartre from behind the pulpit still seems a little surrepititious.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Donna's birthday: a wild rabbit greeted us getting out of the movie.
It was raining at eleven o'clock and as I hurried to get the taxi, a wild rabbit greeted us while we were getting out of the movie. I bought her roses earlier this month and brought them to her while she was at work in the church library- the following week she gave me an engagement ring at the church before she went in to work.
That was Von Trier week. Right now, after this entry, I have a lecture from my online course on Scandinavian Film and television- but while I'm hurrying, the poster for Nymphomania by Lars von Trier was in the movie theater; so I got enthusiastic. Director Lars von Trier is a former student of the lecturer I'm taking the course from at the University of Copenhagen, so while setting up the computer, the first thing I saw tonight was our online forum, which is like the classroom milleau (modality), and we're still discussing von Trier after Vinterberg's film was reviewed in the United States. But its Donna's birthday, so we had a pizza and went to a movie, which is how we began dating. I tried to explain or not explain Stellan Starsgaard's early carreer and the films he made in Sweden during the seventies- I'm particularly fond of them and have tried to review them.
We have a rabbit in the backyard, courtyard rather, but this isn't the first place we saw one. First it was at a Victorian cemetary where Longfellow, Winslow Homer, and Amy Lowell are buried. Then we returned for a second visit and found another small rabit. Then we went to Longfellow's House, which is a museum, and there were rabbits there on two seperate visits. Our building has nineteen floors and a view of the Prudential and John Hancock in Boston- there was a brown hawk last year that lands on the top and this year a white hawk, I'm not certain what type of white hawk, a little larger than the brown. Huge eyes. Needless to say, the rabbit near the theater decided to show up while we were out. The one at our residence I have seen by now on a half dozen occaisions.
I have a lecture to finish tonight on Scandinavian Film and television- I've completed five weeks and have five more left . The coincidental intellectual disclaimer: I don't see the need to apologize for the outlandish coincident disclaimer- I was adopted in 1962 and my adoptive mother died young, mostly from (juvenille)diabetes. No blessing required from this government that may or may not be heterosexual or any other that can't find peace (or spirituality). The film is about the human condition, and in that regard it is a work of art. Deepen, broaden, not necessarily in that order.