San Roque (St. Roch of Montpellier)-- along with San Vicente Ferrer, San Isidro Labrador, San
Jose--are perhaps the most popular santo devotions in the early days of our
Christianization, this, based on the abundance of images carved in their
likeness. San Isidro was a natural
choice for an agricultural country, while San Jose, well, he was Jesus’ father.
The winged San Vicente was known as an “angel of the Apocalypse”, and angels,
too, appear in the iconographies of San Vicente and San Isidro Could it be our
fascination with heavenly winged messengers that drew Filipinos closer to these saints?
Our Spanish colonizers, in order to facilitate their
evangelization, introduced us to San Roque, his life and his works---how he
ministered to the sick in plague-ridden Italy, until he got ill himself. He
retreated to a cave where a dog came to bring him bread for sustenance, and
licked his wounds that healed them. After his death, an angel was said to
descend from heaven, holding a tablet which he laid on the head of the saint.
On it was written a prayer, which declared that anyone who calls on San Roque
will be spared from any pestilence.
Because of this, the friars urged the Filipinos to invoke
the saint against epidemics and “peste”, cholera, most specially. People also dropped down on their knees to
appeal to San Roque to cure their skin ailments, relieve the pain of bad knees,
and keep their dogs healthy.
I can’t even remember what particular shop I brought my
first antique San Roque. I do know that I got it in the early ‘80s from one of
the stores in Mabini Art Center, then one of the ‘antique’ enclaves of Ermita.
I paid exactly Php 170 for this primitive folk example, which came complete, although its head seemed
to have fallen off and then reattached at some point. I guess this was why I
got it for that bargain price, as you can get a perfect set back then for Php
300.
The 12 inch., rather thin San Roque stands on a plain, rectangular
base, adding ¾” of an inch more to its height. His head sits askew on its
shoulders; I had thought it was due to the bad restoration, but I had the head
properly re-attached since, and it seems it was really carved with an awkward
tilt. The saint’s eyes are bulgy, the beard full, and the mouth is wide.
Wearing a pilgrim cape and a short tunic, San Roque is
shown lifting the hem high to reveal the wound on his left knee. There is quite
a distance between his pointing finger and the location of the wound though.
Note also how rough the folds of the tunic are carved,
He holds a staff with his right hand—I lost the original staff when one of his fingers broke—the one that secured it in the first place. What he now holds is a replacement fashioned from a bamboo barbecue stick. In place of a carved water flask, I just hanged a tiny metal bell.
The unimpressive angel—carved from a narrow piece of wood—stands
7 inches, and no longer has its tablet. It could have been made of tin, on
which a native ‘oracion’ would have been handwritten. The native dog has broken
one rear and one front foot, but it has
still the ‘pan de sal’ firmly between his teeth.
I have kept this San Roque for some thirty years—unappealing
it might be—primarily for sentimental reasons. I bought it at a time when I had
the audacity to start a relatively expensive hobby, while struggling to make a
living. The thought of acquiring better
quality santos was farfetched from my mind, I had no choice but to buy only
what I could afford—often the headless, armless, imperfect ones--the kind Mabini
dealers regularly pass up. In all those years that I’ve had San Roque with me,
I have neverbeen visited by any pestilence nor afflicted by a malady of the serious kind---except
perhaps, antique addiction!
Very interesting to hear how your pilgrimmage/research in collecting Santos etc began all those years ago. I can thelp but note that perhaps it is the dog who licked his wounds back to good health - should really have been the one to be cannonised?!
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ReplyDeleteIf the dog had licked his wounds, the good saint would have died possibly of rabies, not the plague! Haha,
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