This week I learned that automatonophobia is the fear of inanimate objects that represent humans. Thanks, Google!
In part three of the Europe travel notes, we look again at Oviedo Cathedral, and more specifically at a few of the statues around the place. First, St. Anthony.
We’ve looked at St. Anthony before, and the main reason he’s here is because I still love the adorable pig by his side.
Adorable but sad, as if he knows he’s just a thought away from being turned into bacon for his master.
I guess saintly animal companions were pretty popular. This guy has a stoned lion hanging out with him, which doubles as a book stand.
Next up: St. Leocadia.
The combination of her wild lightning bolts on a plate, combined with her creepy, slightly reptilian eyes, reminds me of one of the weeping angels from Doctor Who crossed with a rogue Pokémon.
Speaking of the Timelord, here is the Eleventh Doctor’s patron saint.
This is apparently the corner for people who crossed St. Leocadia, with shock and seizures being the result.
I am not sure who this guy is, but the demon he is walking over looks more annoyed than conquered.
Of course St. Peter gets a central statue spot.
The jaunty angle of his beehive hat, the gaping mouth, the crazed eyes looking in slightly different directions...he’s holding out the keys of the Kingdom of Heaven as if to say, “PLEASE TAKE THESE KEYS BECAUSE I DON’T REMEMBER WHERE I LIVE.”
Finally for this installment, I present this lovely altar featuring the Holy Family.
There are a lot of statues of Mary holding Baby Jesus, maybe with a dove shooting laser beams over their heads to represent her Baby Daddy. I like this one, however, because Mary is on her own being glorified on top of a pile of children, while Joseph has been left with babysitting duties overhead.
He is holding that baby like he is not quite sure which way is up, and he definitely does not want to change the Holy Diaper.