Daniel Knaggs Composes Music as an Icon for the Sacred

American composer Daniel Knaggs premiered his Two Streams, a cantata based on Jesus Christ’s message of Divine Mercy for mankind, last fall in Houston, Texas.  The concert celebrated the historic Church of the Annunciation’s 150-year anniversary in a gala evening event with almost 400 in attendance. The interior of the Romanesque-Gothic Church, a virtual jewel-box of carved marble, serene statues, and the original 19th-century stained glass, showcased the sacred music within vibrant architectural beauty.

            Two Streams is Knaggs’ most substantial project in an award-winning career that includes commissions, prizes, and awards for composition from around the globe.  The initial impetus for the piece arose from Knaggs’ desire to compose music in response to his experiences in the Polish cities of Kracow, Warsaw, and Gdansk, the city now famous for the Solidarity movement’s founding and contribution to the downfall of Soviet Communism. Knaggs’ strong attraction to the Diary of St. Maria Faustina Kowalska, which revealed God’s message of Divine Mercy, provided the touchstone for the piece’s ultimate grounding and spiritual context. He says, “The idea of a God who is merciful to a fault disarms me. This is our God whose greatest attribute is His unending mercy for us and which He wants us to spread throughout the world.”  The sudden and premature death of Knaggs’ father just after the commissioning of the piece brought a deeply felt personal dimension to the spiritual reassurance of Christ’s Divine Mercy. The title of the piece, Two Streams, evokes the two rays emanating from the image Christ asked St. Faustina to have painted of His Divine Mercy: a white stream of life-giving grace and the red stream of purifying grace flowing from His heart.

            For Knaggs, the composition of music is a painstaking process.  He says, “You have to be in it for the long haul—to be able to work with a piece until every feature is right.”  Both spiritual and practical aspects influence a composer, like Knaggs, whose goal is participation in conveying metaphysical or spiritual aspects beyond daily reality.  He says, “In composing, we are indebted to what has come before us, for example, chant, polyphony. When you write music, you have the ability to bring in the register and range of voices, dynamics of soft and loud, keys and tonality to add to the meaning. One movement of Two Streams has no words, but I believe things are being conveyed. If someone tried to write music without a belief in the spiritual truths, the audience would know.”

            Two Streams has 14 movements based on texts from three sources: the Diary of St. Faustina, Scripture, and liturgical texts. The movements are arranged symmetrically with the first and last movements related, the second and the 13th, and so on.  Four hymns (songs) of Mercy are interspersed between the movements to ground the listener in both trust and joy. Each song  features a hymnic stanza sung in English with a subsequent hymn of Mercy sung in Latin. The intention is to depict a timeless scriptural echo of the content in each hymn’s stanza which then ripples eternally throughout the past, present, and future. An example of this structure is the Song of Mercy II sung by the mezzo-soprano soloist. While it is joyous, the hymn spills over into the contemplative Latin section with the words: “Show us your mercy, O Lord, and grant us your salvation.”

                        You gush forth from the Divine Trinity,

                        But from one single womb filled with love.

                        The mercy of the Lord will be revealed in the soul

                        In all its fullness when the veils falls.

                        Ostende nobis Domine misericordiam tuam. Et

                        salutare tuum da nobis.

While Knaggs, who has studied six languages, simultaneously composed versions of the entire cantata in English and Polish, the liturgical texts of both are in Latin and Greek with the Scriptural texts in Latin. The simple yet powerful words within the composition were chosen by Knaggs. He says, “[The words] speak to the fragility of the human experience. And they speak to the transcendent hope that God offers us.” The music forms a seamless and rich tapestry weaving together threads from many eras including Medieval, Renaissance, Baroque, Classical, Romantic, and contemporary to explore the much needed message of Divine Mercy. The beauty of the music during the premiere is already an argument in favor of its continued appeal to audiences, whether believers or non-believers in the Christian-Catholic faith. 

            The location of the Church of the Annunciation in the heart of Houston’s frenetic downtown entertainment district provided yet another way for Two Streams to reach out with its message of Divine Mercy to the surrounding community. The pastor of Annunciation, Rev. Fr. Paul Felix, says, “Our parish can feel the heartbeat of our community.  We want to facilitate and promote the positive interaction of faith and culture. We want to bring the culture into a regard of the deeper issues of faith and a consideration of substantive issues. I heard that even the singers during rehearsals were deeply touched by the message of Divine Mercy. This message was heard by the audience which included parishioners, benefactors, many new visitors, seminarians, priests, and faculty members from several universities.”  

            The Two Streams premiere included the Houston Chamber Choir with director Robert Simpson, the 16-piece Kinetic string ensemble, the Annunciation Schola, and soloists Sasha Cooke, Chris Bozeka, Mark Diamond, and Caitlin Aloia. For Rev. Fr. Paul Felix, the experience of hearing the music for the first time was “very powerful and moving” with its harkening back to the eternal theme of Divine Mercy which informs so much of the daily work of a parish priest’s spiritual and corporal works of mercy, such as hearing Confessions, providing spiritual direction, visiting the sick, etc.  Rev. Fr. Felix says, “The Lord intervened to make St. Faustina the apostle of Divine Mercy.  It is so important for our time to listen.  God gave this message so people could find their way out of sin and evil through the redeeming love of Jesus.”

Knaggs’ most ardent wish for sacred music is that “the music conveys its own eloquence.” The mysterious resides inside music; the experience of hearing the metaphysical or spiritual content allows what Knaggs refers to as “music as an icon.  It is a window that points to a great reality. When people experience music that is not just about itself, they can experience realities beyond the music itself.  Maybe that person then sees there is more to life that just what’s here.  Music is a shared experience. It has a unique ability to reach inside the human heart.”

Sarah Cortez is president and founder of Catholic Literary Arts, www.catholicliteraryarts.org. A freelance writer and editor with fourteen award-winning books to her credit, she resides in Houston, TX. www.poetacortez.com

Winter’s Still Song

(after hearing Morten Lauridsen’s Magnum Mysterium at a friend’s Wedding)

The hush falls

like soft-feathered snow,

as light takes its leave.

 

Clamoring thoughts,

like tired children

spent from running

in delirious circles,

take a final spin,

then collapse,

asleep in a pile.

 

Our Mother, full of stars,

reaches up her gentle

hand to switch on

the crescent moon.

Its sparse light

trails to earth

like a bridal train

and lays like lace upon

the snow-covered ground.

 

Now, finally,

cloaked in quiet

there is a clearing

not already occupied

by thought

where we are stilled by song

and become

the sweet capture

of two delicate voices

entwined like dancers

turning in the air,

light-footed,

arching heavenward.

 

Here,

hanging in the air,

like crystals on a

snow-laden tree:

what rough straw

would have whispered

from the manger.

Tamara Nicholl-Smith’s poetry has been featured on two Albuquerque city bus panels, one parking meter, numerous radio shows, a spoken-word classical piano fusion CD, and in several publications, including the Mutablis Press anthology Enchantment of the Ordinary, Kyoto Journal Issue 95, The Examined Life Journal Issue 8, and Catholic Arts Today. She is currently pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing at the University of Saint Thomas in Houston. She enjoys puns and likes her bourbon neat.

Passable Prayer: Witness

Lord, you have searched me and have known
my madness, a wilderness of visions and song.
 

I welter in birthright riddles, my mother
deranged, my father the fool. They claim
I prophesied in wordless gurgles grown
to wails—lament bled with ecstasy.
 

Now I rove, a cockeyed home
for maggots and mutters. Rumors river
and surge through this untamed soul,
ebbing beliefs I still cry without end.
 

When you next pass through, whisper me
from ruins. Say among the rants was a shrapnel
of truth. Name me what you wish
and plunge these tremors beneath your current.
 

And if you insist I risk wrecking the call
—fanatic caressing the unlikely God—
if passion must tightrope peril, I pray
you salt my tongue with light and dove.
 

Whitney Rio-Ross is the author of the poetry chapbook Birthmarks (Wipf & Stock) and poetry editor for Fare Forward. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in The Windhover, Rock & Sling, America Magazine, Psaltery & Lyre, Relief Journal, and elsewhere. She lives in Nashville, Tennessee.

Editor’s Note: We are proud to publish the winning poem of Catholic Literary Arts’s sacred poetry contest, judged by the noted poet Jane Greer, one of the founders of the New Formalist poetry movement.  She commented:

“Whatever formal poetic tools a poem does or doesn’t use, if it doesn’t use evocative imagery, it’s something less than a poem. The language in this work is gorgeous and does the job it is meant to do. ‘I welter in birthright riddles;’ ‘Now I rove, a cockeyed home / for maggots and mutters;’ ‘whisper me / from ruins. Say among the rants was a shrapnel / of truth. Name me what you wish / and plunge these tremors beneath your current.’ The language does not tell us about but leads us to experience the Baptist’s inner and outer turmoil, his suffering, his love. This is poetry.”

The Catholic Literary Arts contest asks poets to write in response to works of art by living Catholic artists.  In this case, the poet Whitney Rio-Ross chose as her inspiration the above sculpture of St. John the Baptist by Thomas Marsh. His work may be found at: http://thomasmarshsculptor.net/
 

Roberto Estopiñán: Sculptor of God and Modernity

 

Editor’s Note: This is one of a series  that might be called “Forgotten Catholics”: Great artists, novelists, and poets who are not known as Catholics. In this essay you will meet one of the great 20th-century Latin American sculptors, a refugee from Communist Cuba, who in times of crisis turned to St. Ignatius’ examen exercise to ground himself in the presence of God. Surely a re-valuation of this man’s work in light of his faith is long overdue.

Roberto Gabriel Estopiñán (1921-2015), a Cuban sculptor who emigrated to exile in the United States not long after Fidel Castro’s revolution in 1959, is considered one of Latin America’s most important 20th-century artists.

His work, which includes drawings and prints as well as sculptures in wood and bronze, is in the collections of New York’s Museum of Modern Art, the Smithsonian’s American Art Museum, the Art Institute of Chicago, and the Detroit Institute of Art, among many locations. He is best known for his stark, disturbing renderings of political prisoners, the fruit of his own experiences as a dissident under both Castro and his predecessor, the dictator Fulgencio Batista, and for his representations of the female torso that can remind viewers of both classical statuary and the high-modern, abstractly elongated work of Henry Moore.

Estopiñán, Prisoners, c. 1964-1965

What is little known about Estopiñán is the centrality of his Catholic faith in both his life and his work.

He was born in Havana to a father from Asturias in northwest Spain and a mother of African descent. His father died when Roberto was seven years old; he and his younger brother were raised by their mother, a maternal uncle, and a grandmother. He attended the local public school but went to a Jesuit church near his home for catechism classes. His youthful exposure to the Jesuits would affect him for the rest of his life. In moments of political crisis he would turn to the examen, a five-step prayer technique that is part of St. Ignatius Loyola’s Spiritual Exercises and focuses on the laying out of the day’s events in the awareness of the presence of God. Besides being a means of discerning one’s relationship to God, the examen has a visual component—seeing in one’s mind how God is working in one’s life—and it informed Estopiñán’s sense of visual aesthetics and would serve as a compass in his art.

Estopiñán, Crucifixion, 1964

Estopiñán was something of a prodigy. At the age of fourteen, he won the first prize in drawing at the Centro Asturiano, a regional association for Cubans of Asturian descent. Shortly afterward he received special permission to enter the San Alejandro Academy of Fine Arts in Havana, which usually did not accept minors. At the school he was mentored first by its director, the painter Armando Menocal (1863-1941), then by the landscape artist Antonio Rodríguez Morey (1872-1967), and finally by Juan José Sicre (1898-1974), regarded as one of Cuba’s greatest sculptors. Sicre, a professor of sculpture at the Academy, had helped introduce European modernist art to Cuba, and from the 1930s through the 1950s had sculpted monumental figures in Havana of José Martí and other Cuban national heroes that stand to this day.  Estopiñán was first Sicre’s student, then his assistant, and, finally, his colleague for the next fifty years.

After graduating from San Alejandro in 1942, Estopiñán began simultaneously teaching art at the Ceiba del Agua School for young men, assisting Sicre in public art projects and developing his own artistic vision. He also traveled widely, to Mexico, New York, France, and Italy. From the late 1940s through the 1950s his sculpture evolved from an early neoclassical phase under the influence of Maillol to what he defined as “formalist humanism”: emphasizing the abstract beauty of the shapes he sculpted while not abandoning the human figure as the basis of his work. As the 1950s progressed he chose to carve in native Cuban woods as well as weld scraps of various metals. Although he was obviously influenced by Henry Moore and Julio González (1876-1942), a Spanish modernist sculptor whose iron weldings prefigured Estopiñán’s weldings in bronze, he had already created his own visual language.

Estopiñán, an avid reader, was preoccupied by the tensions of the Cold War, the aftereffects of the Nazi concentration camps, and the nuclear detonations that marked that era. There seemed to have been a historical breakdown—and this affected his ideas about people’s inner lives, as well as about what representing the human figure meant for artists after such historical breakdowns. He also felt a call to civic duty, especially after Batista’s coup of March 1952 established a military dictatorship that suspended Cuba’s constitution and most civil liberties in what had been a fragile democracy. Estopiñán joined the Directorio Revolucionario Estudiantil, an anticommunist, pro-democracy student-based organization that opposed the Batista regime.

Estopiñán in Havana, 1952

During those years he read voraciously, from anti-communist writers on the left such as George Orwell, Ignazio Silone, and Arthur Koestler to Catholic philosophers such as Jacques Maritain and Étienne Gilson, as well as the poetry of Dante and Valéry.

He was deeply affected by Gilson’s 1955 Mellon lectures at the National Gallery that later became a book, Painting and Reality. Gilson argued that modern painting and sculpture did not aim to represent or imitate the natural world, but rather to add to it. For this reason, Gilson argued, modern art must be distinguished from mere “picturing”—producing images of actual or possible beings. The modern artist, according to Gilson, dismantles the unnecessarily descriptive, the overly decorative, and the merely illustrative, proposing instead an expressive language of the essential that is ultimately more spiritual than conventional depiction. Estopiñán decided to ground his aesthetic practice in Gilson’s theory of the “pure plastic elements” that characterized modern art, as well as Valéry’s definition of a classic: “a work that is measured by three standards: quantity, quality and variety.”

Throughout the 1950s Estopiñán simultaneously experimented formally with his sculpture and engaged in revolutionary acts against the Batista dictatorship. He participated in strikes, printed and delivered leaflets, and hid other revolutionaries on the run. He also began his arresting sculptures of political prisoners, winning prizes in national exhibitions. After the triumph of Castro’s revolution, the new regime rewarded his activism with diplomatic postings as a cultural attaché in Egypt, Czechoslovakia, and China. His experience in China while Mao Zedong carried out his program of forced collectivization of agriculture, suppression of Christian churches, and disastrous Great Leap Forward that resulted in tens of millions of deaths by famine, confirmed misgivings that he had already been experiencing about Cuba just a few weeks after Castro’s triumph.

“My intuition told me that instead of democracy, it was populism manipulated by a demagogue, that rule of law was not restored but replaced by the mob, and that the new regime was turning against the very Catholic church that had supported it,” Estopiñán told me an interview in 2014. “Communist China was simply the nightmare confirmed. I had seen the future and it was hell.”

Estopiñán, Rebel Prisoner, 1965

Back in Cuba in early 1961, he encountered a brutally sectarian society where opposition was not tolerated. He saw only four choices for him: adapt and lose your soul; be imprisoned; be executed; or save your soul and your life by going into exile. He chose the latter.

On his way to a new diplomatic assignment in Honduras, he got off the plane in Tegulcigapa, went straight to the U.S. embassy, and requested asylum. In exile first in Miami, then in New York City, he was overcome by a profound existential crisis: How could he have been fooled? Why and how did a revolution meant to be democratic sour so quickly into totalitarianism? He tortured himself looking for an answer, but the Jesuit examen came to his rescue, as did Maritain and Camus.

He also made new discoveries among 20th-century writers who had found meaning in Christian faith: Simone Weil and Thomas Merton. A fellow Cuban exile, the Catholic poet Israel Rodríguez (1925-2008), lent him two books by contemporary Catholic theologians that trace the roots of the atheism and nihilism that undergird many modern ideologies: The Drama of Atheist Humanism by Henri de Lubac and The God Question and Modern Man by Hans Urs von Balthasar. Both were Jesuits, and both were energized by the Second Vatican Council and its efforts to revitalize the Catholic Church as a bulwark against modernity’s aggressive secularism while at the same time speaking a language that modernity would understand.

After arriving in exile in the midst of this crisis of faith and ideology, Estopiñán slowly started to draw and sculpt again. But he found his earlier formalism hollow and lacking. He began to study the Romanesque sculpture of twelfth-century Western Europe, in which the elongated stone figures of Christ and other biblical personages dramatized religious meaning, as well as the work of the German Expressionist sculptor Ernst Barlach (1870-1938), whose realistic but stylized woodcarvings and bronzes that recalled the sculptures of saints on the façades of Gothic cathedrals displayed intense spiritual yearnings. Estopiñán needed to return to the human figure in a less abstract manner, more directly, more emotionally, in the best tradition of religious art.

Estopiñán, Seated Prisoner, 1966

And he did.

Throughout the 1960s the human figure returned to Estopiñán’s art, often in specifically religious images. During this decade drawings and sculptures of crucifixes, crucifixions and Calvaries appeared by the dozens, together with his continuing representations of political prisoners along with warriors and exiles. Ranging from minimalistic simplicity to dramatic expressionism, these works communicate depth of feeling and religious intensity. Estopiñán viewed his challenge as translating his inner life, his faith, into these works. I believe he succeeded; those works are grounded in profound Christian belief.

Estopiñán, Crucifix, 1962

Years later Estopiñán recalled: “I wanted to be true to myself, which meant being a modern artist and a believer. [Georges] Rouault and Barlach could do it, as well as abstractionists like [Alfred] Manessier and [Jean René] Bazaine. But so could artists who were not traditional believers, like Matisse in the chapel at Vence, like Germaine Richier’s crucifix in the church at Assy. I am not talking of grotesqueries like Le Corbusier’s church [an asymmetric concrete chapel with tiny windows erected in 1955 in Ronchamp, France], but something deep and clear and balanced.”

During the 1970s Estopiñán’s style shifted toward a more organic figuration, reflecting his desire to convey a synthesis between the human body and plant life. By the 1980s he had arrived at a new classicism, austere and simplified, in which the female torso whose renderings he became famous for and the political prisoners who continued to haunt him were his most constant themes, right through the end of his life.

Estopiñán, Untitled (Double Female Torso), 1985

In 2002 Estopiñán and his wife, Carmina Benguría, a performance artist and fellow exile, moved from New York to Miami. There he produced two etchings with crucifixion themes, carved a study for what he called a “resurrection crucifix,” which he hoped to make life-size for a chapel, and made drawings for a sculpture of a Madonna and Child (now in the collection of the chapel at Xavier University in New Orleans) that he was not able to execute.

Shortly before his death at age 93 I interviewed him for the last time. I asked, “Tell me in one sentence what your work is about.” He responded, “It’s about opening up matter–stone, wood, metal–and allowing the Spirit to dwell. In the end, I am merely a tool of God.”

Estopiñán, Study for a Resurrection Crucifix, 2002

Roberto Estopiñán pursued an authentic modern art that was also reflective of his intense Catholic faith. Hans Urs von Balthasar had raised “the God question and modern man” as an expression of the difficulty of maintaining Christian belief in a radically secularized and nihilistic age. Estopiñán provided an answer.

Editor: We asked Alejandro Anreus, a professor of art at William Paterson University, for his biography. He replied: “I came into exile with my mother, grandmother, and two aunts in 1970 in the ‘Freedom Flights’ set up by the LBJ administration. I was short of being ten years old by less than a month. Through anti-Castro human rights activism, I met Estopinan when I was 16 years old, and he became a father figure for the rest of my life. He introduced me to Orwell, Silone, Weil, Merton, also anti-Leninist Marxists like Rosa Luxemburg and Victor Serge, since he was a strong believer that to counterattack Marxism, you need to read it and know it. I organized two major exhibitions of his work; an important three-person show in 1992 at the Montclair Art Museum, and a retrospective of his prints at the Jersey City Museum in 1996. In 2019 I edited a book of interviews ‘Roberto Estopinan. In His Own Words’ published by ARS Atelier Press in Guttenberg, NJ. I have a Ph.D. in art history from the Graduate Center, CUNY, and I am the author of 6 books on Latin American art, and over 60 catalog essays, articles, and reviews, which have appeared in Art Nexus, Commonweal, Third Text, Art Journal and the Madrid-based digital periodical Diario de Cuba.”

I Point My Tan-Topped Hands To Him, (a God poem)

 

wind myself up the way my buddy,
Dave, taught me when I was fifteen,
kick my leg toward high heaven
land on it, pivot,
and throw him everything I’ve got,
circuitously wrapped in the hardest,
throwable sphere I can find.
In his perfect swing
(didn’t realize he knew baseball),
he smashes me a line drive
in such a non-elapse of time
that the morsel becomes juicy,
pierces my chest cavity
to lodge in my heart.
I gasp in delight that he takes
so much attention with me.
I throw up my glove –
can’t use it on him.
Everyone * laughs.

*Hebrews 12:1

Fr. Phil Flott is a semi-retired Catholic priest from Omaha. NE. He has written most of his life and been published hundreds of times in journals such as, Pensive Journal, Sangam, and Vita Poetica. He is a member of Catholic Literary Arts.

 

The First Cathedral in the World Built After Vatican II Turns 50

 

“Mary is a mother figure and the mother of God’s Son. 
She is ‘the highest honor of our race,’ as the Book of Judith states. 
She is the perfection of the human person kept free of sin. 
That motherly love touches the heart of anyone who loves her Son. 
So many central mysteries of our faith and salvation came through her.”

Archbishop Salvatore Cordileone of San Francisco

Already when one first approaches, St. Mary’s Cathedral surprises.

In densely-packed San Francisco — so tightly constrained by the belt of the Pacific Ocean in the west, the Golden Gate Straits to the north, the Bay in the east, and other cities to the south — in such a city of tight neighborhoods, the vast open expanse around the cathedral catches one by surprise.

Majestic and iconic and one of the most famous landmarks of San Francisco, the Cathedral of St. Mary of the Assumption sits on the edge of a steep hill.  

The horizon behind the cathedral is therefore not cluttered by other buildings but instead shows only the open sky. Especially on evenings, or when the fog drifts in from the west, the cathedral seems to float between earth and sky — an appropriate image for Our Lady rising upwards, assumed from Earth into Heaven. 

Since the open air parking lot that brackets the cathedral is sunk below ground level, as one approaches the cathedral from the street, or having walked up the wide stairs from the parking to the street level, one finds oneself on a broad plaza that functions as a wide bridge leading to the cathedral.  The sunken parking lot functions almost like a moat and gives the cathedral the appearance of an island.  This physical separation from its surroundings, plus the brilliant white marble exterior and the soaring, unusually sinuous roof, crowned by a 55 foot cross, clearly indicate that one is approaching a holy place.  Traditionally, cathedrals have often been described as a “Gateway to Heaven”  or as a “Bridge to Heaven” — but very few cathedrals have incorporated this image to such a visual degree as St. Mary’s Cathedral.  

St. Mary’s is the third cathedral built in San Francisco.  The first cathedral was commissioned by the first Archbishop of San Francisco, Joseph Alemany. 

Opened on Christmas Eve 1854 as the Cathedral of St. Mary of the Immaculate Conception, it was the first church to be so dedicated — the doctrine having been officially promulgated just three weeks earlier.  The cathedral was the tallest and largest building in Gold Rush San Francisco, and it ministered not only to the spiritual needs and challenges of “the wickedest city in the West”, it also served as a major educational center and cultural center, hosting sacred music programs with full orchestra and featuring some of the greatest singers in the world as they passed through this roaring, gold-drenched city.

As San Francisco’s explosive growth continued, so did the size of its Catholic population.  Although contemplating retirement after 31 years, Archbishop Alemany organized plans for a larger cathedral in one of the newer western districts of the city. His successor, Archbishop Patrick Riordan, completed and dedicated the new cathedral, St. Mary of the Assumption, on January 11, 1891.  The original cathedral, meanwhile, became known as “Old St Mary’s”, was given to the recently formed Paulist Fathers, and still stands today in the district now known as Chinatown.

The new cathedral, a grand Victorian edifice, with its large (and exhausting) sweep of stairs to the main portal and its powerful Neo-Romanesque features, survived the massive earthquake of 1906 with minimal damage, and also escaped the resulting catastrophic fires which annihilated much of San Francisco, including the entire downtown areas.  

St. Mary’s then witnessed the swift reconstruction of the city, a succession of four archbishops, and the economic booms which the First and Second World Wars brought to San Francisco.  But on September 7, 1962, St. Mary’s was severely gutted by a fire, when a stand of votive candles was knocked over accidentally.  Although much of the core structure was still intact, the roof was gone and most of the interior was a  shambles.  Rather than repair this cathedral, the new Archbishop, Joseph T. McGucken, who had been in office a mere six months, chose to build a new and even larger cathedral a little further west on the crest of that same hill.

Archbishop McGucken hired three local San Francisco architects:  Angus McSweeney, Paul A. Ryan, and John Michael Lee.  The Archbishop expected the following for the new cathedral’s design:

“It should not be built to look like a tent (tabernacle), nor a crown, nor a fortress, nor an arena. It should look like what it is — a temple of divine worship whose walls enshrine a Holy of Holies and embrace a congregation of worshippers.  The external appearance of its various parts should indicate the sacredness and importance of their interior function.”

But the early sketches, ranging in styles from Neo-Romanesque to California mission ignited a storm of protest.  The response of Allan Temko, the architecture critic (and later Pulitzer Prize winner) for the San Francisco Chronicle, may have been the important turning point: “The Cathedral should, and can be a great building in every sense of greatness, if only the church and the city together make the best of this tremendous opportunity … the Cathedral must belong to its own people and place, but also to the world. It must express the oneness of things, as well as their ineffable mystery.”   Furthermore, Temko called for a bold new cathedral that would reveal the soul of the city and, most especially, would underscore San Francisco’s greatness as an international city of world renown.

Archbishop McGucken and his three local architects then turned to an Italian architect, Pietro Belluschi, who had worked for many years in Portland, Oregon, designed several churches in the Pacific Northwest, and who was now Dean of the School of Architecture at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) in Cambridge, MA.  

Belluschi was originally hesitant. He wrote:

“From the beginning we were aware that this is not an age of cathedral building … Yet the yearning for spiritual goals is still a powerful force seeking expression.”  Architects find such a task difficult, he explained, because “they have for too long been engaged in building symbols of commerce.”  But Belluschi was intrigued.   “After much thought we concluded that the most promising result would lie in extracting architectural significance from the most advanced construction techniques of the day” — meaning, “our recently acquired knowledge of reinforced concrete.”   Structure would be emphasized because it was the basis for all “large scale architecture,” as it had been for the great Gothic cathedrals.  Therefore “we sought advice and help from the best engineers and the use of the most advanced testing laboratories in the world.”

To this end Belluschi brought in Pier-Luigi Nervi, also from northern Italy, who was considered one of the great pioneers in structural concrete architecture. Nervi and Belluschi envisioned a stunning hyperbolic paraboloid design, which was especially challenging given the nature of earthquake-prone San Francisco.

The planning and design of the new cathedral also coincided with the Second Vatican Council, which Archbishop McGucken attended and which was led by Pope John XXIII.  Among the many proposals for reform, the Council suggested major innovations in church design informed by a “noble simplicity”.

The second President of the Vatican Council, Pope Paul VI, described his vision of a new cathedral: “in the majesty of the building, it is a symbol of the spiritual temple that is built up in souls and is resplendent in the glory of divine grace … the cathedral, furthermore, should be regarded as the express image of Christ’s visible Church, praying, singing, and worshipping on earth.” The Council thus made very specific changes to the interior layout of a church. McGucken, Nervi and Belluschi were inspired.  

Archbishop McGucken advised his architects that he wanted: “a cathedral that would accommodate large numbers of people; one that would enable even large crowds to surround the altar; and a structure that would be a statement that God is present in beauty in the earthly city.” San Francisco now had the opportunity to build the first cathedral in the United States “that was inspired by the liturgical vision of the Council.” Pier-Luigi Nervi called the new cathedral they were designing, “the first cathedral truly of our time and in harmony with the liturgical reforms of the Council.”

Preparations for construction at 1111 Gough Street began in August 1965.  The cornerstone was blessed on December 13, 1967,  the new cathedral opened its doors in October 1970,  and was formally blessed on May 5, 1971.  It had cost $9 million to complete. The new cathedral complex also included conference rooms for banquets and meetings  (today the Event Center), a residence for the Archbishop, and a new high school building (today Sacred Heart Cathedral Preparatory), located on what is now called Cathedral Hill.   

The modernity of this cathedral was startling for its time, especially given the far more traditional designs of its predecessors. And that modernity is startling still today.

Yet despite its abstract forms, St. Mary’s is rich with traditional, or, perhaps more accurately, with timeless Catholic symbolism and Christian mysticism. 

Stretching broadly in front of the cathedral is a wide plaza that consists of white stone designs that outline a procession of red brick crosses — together the stark white and warm red patterns are meant to reflect the Spanish mission heritage of California.

As visitors approach the cathedral across this plaza, one’s attention is caught by the striking, curving roof that crowns the cathedral, the exterior covered by white Italian travertine marble. The later Archbishop of San Francisco, William Levada, interpreted the design as follows:

“The distinctive shape of St Mary’s Cathedral is meant to evoke the image of the meeting tent which housed the Ark of the Covenant during Israel’s 40-year desert journey from slavery into freedom.  That tent was a reminder for the people of Israel as well as a sign to the nations that God had definitely  “pitched his tent”  with his people, traveling with them on their pilgrim journey and sharing with them their joys and hopes, their sorrows and tribulations.  That revelation of God’s presence with his people was but a foreshadowing of the marvelous fulfillment of the Incarnation of the Son of God, when Jesus Christ took our flesh from the womb of the Virgin Mary and dwelt among us.”

The monumental bronze and glass entrance to the cathedral is dominated by an enormous overpanel above the doors. This entrance was created by the northern Italian sculptor Enrico Manfrini (1917 – 2004), called the “sculptor of the Popes” — having known and portrayed all popes from Pius XII to John Paul II.  A friend of Pope Paul VI, and recommended by him, Manfrini had already acquired fame for his sculpted cathedral doors in Siena, Rome and Damascus, and he also later crafted the ring of the fisherman worn by Pope Francis.

The entrance overpanel of St. Mary’s is dominated by the risen Christ, whose arms are stretched out — not only as a reminder of the Cross, but also stretched out as a gesture of welcome to all who approach.  On either side, two angels rush in.  Beneath Christ, people gather along the contours of a hill, left and right.  On the lower far left, two men are fighting bitterly, another man near them points up towards Christ, suggesting He is the only source that will end conflict.  Other men and women, some with children, ascend. Manfrini, working in Italy, had wanted to include local elements, and therefore at the top of the hill on the left, one finds St. Francis of Assisi  (the patron of the city of San Francisco) and to his left, kneeling in adoration, St. Clare of Assisi (the patron saint of the nearby Santa Clara Valley, today better known by its nickname “Silicon Valley”). Also kneeling below Christ is Pope Paul VI (pope at the time of the completion of the cathedral), his papal triple crown set aside in a gesture of humility.  

At the lower right of the overpanel, three pairs of men represent compassion, reconciliation, and cooperation.  Above them, a family stands before the Virgin Mary, who gathers the Christian family together and leads them to Christ. 

The current Archbishop, the Most Rev. Salvatore Cordileone, elaborates on this role of Mary: Just as Mary had a special role in mothering God’s son, she has a special role in mothering each of us into the life of her son — we don’t need Mary to point us to Jesus.  Archbishop Cordileone continues:  “We know where He is.  He’s in the tabernacle, in the sacraments, in His word.  He is present in the church.  Rather, what we need is someone to pick us up and carry us to Him, because we are too weak to get there on our own.  In her maternal presence, Mary is there to advocate for us.”

Here in the entrance overpanel, Mary does indeed carry out the role of advocate for those who turn to her.

Below the overpanel are the row of five double-doors, sculpted in the form of thorny, jagged, almost impenetrable branches — a “tanglewood”, Docent Maryanne Murray explains, that “represent’s life’s difficulties.”  Generally, one or two of the doors are always open.  But if all the doors are closed, their appearance is most effective. As one reaches for a door handle, one realizes that the door handles are in the forms of serpents and dragons and similar reptilian monsters — and instinctively, one hesitates. 

These “serpent doors”, the docent explains, “signify the evil that confronts us as we pass through life.”

As one steps through the entrance doors into the great interior of the cathedral, nothing prepares visitors for what they now see — an immense space that soars almost 20 stories high — considered to be one of the most extraordinary interior spaces in all of modern architecture.

A massive, triangle-coffered roof, which begins almost at floor level, curves upward, rising ever higher. At the top, where one would ordinarily expect supporting girders and trusses to hold the steeply climbing roof in place, there are instead glass openings, not supports.  The soaring roof ends at the top in 4 banks of bright yellow stained glass skylight windows which together create an enormous light-streaming cross.

Each of the four arms of the cross extends down as four thin vertical shafts of stained-glass windows, “extending to the four points of the compass”.  Each shaft of stained glass is dominated by a different prominent color to represent the four basic elements: red for fire, blue for water, green for earth, and gold for air. 

The stained glass windows were designed by Prof. György Kepes, called a master of the mystery of light.  Initially a Hungarian photographer, he eventually joined MIT as a professor of visual design, “the first artist at MIT”, and established at MIT the Center for Advanced Visual Arts. 

What makes this massive coffered dome all the more remarkable is that the dome ends near the floor in four pylon piers — pylons which seem remarkably small for the gigantic concrete dome which they support.  The pylons slope up and become ever thinner, culminating at their smallest point in a circumference of only 24 feet, making the connection between these pylon piers and the dome they support look remarkably thin and fragile. The pylons, upon which the dome rests, nevertheless extend, unseen, almost 100 feet deep into the ground to reach bedrock, and each pylon supports nearly 10 million pounds of pressure.

From an architectural and engineering point of view, the sinuous dome of this cathedral is a masterpiece, one of the greatest accomplishments for both Belluschi and Nervi.  Many an expert, and many a layperson, has commented on how unnerving it is to see such a massive interior concrete dome resting on such proportionately small pylons and the even thinner connection between them. Architect Brad Dunning writes:  “Nervi pushed the limits of reinforced concrete to the extreme; maybe when visiting here we all should believe in God for safety reasons alone, given the extreme, logic-defying cantilevers and load-bearing abstractions on display.”

Behind each of the pylons there are immense corner glass windows, and with the light that streams in here at each corner, the pylons look even more delicate.  Again, because the pylons slope up, making the connection between these pylon piers and the dome look remarkably thin and fragile, it looks as if the pylons are being stretched upwards, as if their concrete is stretching ever thinner, giving the impression that the entire structure of the dome is rising upwards.  Similarly, the shafts of the stained-glass windows create the impression that the dome is pulling apart :  just as the dome of an astronomical observatory parts to reveal the night sky, the dome of St. Mary’s seems to pull apart to reveal the first glimpses of the mysteries of Heaven.

The concrete structure of the soaring roof, free of internal supports, allows for completely unobstructed views of the altar from almost anywhere in the nave.  One of the innovations of Vatican II was to turn the altar so that the priest, the celebrant, would face the worshippers. Furthermore, a division between the sanctuary and the nave, between the altar and the parishioners, was also to be removed in order to emphasize “the unity of the Whole People of God in worship.”

Archbishop McGucken explained, “Essentially, all artistic and architectural elements should unite the worshippers, drawing them toward the altar to be participants in the sacrament, rather than seated passively in the congregation watching the clergy.” Thus, the pews radiate outwards from the sanctuary on three sides in such as way, that no worshipper is more than 75 feet away from the altar. Over 2400 worshippers can be seated and there is standing room for 1500 more.

At the four corners of the cathedral, the immense corner windows allow expansive views outside, giving the nave an even greater sense of space.  Thus, one never entirely loses view of the city beyond the cathedral — a reminder that the church has an obligation to interact with the modern world. The former rector of St. Mary’s, Monsignor John Talesfore, writes: “Ancient faith and modern technology combine to create a monument to the praise of God that draws our eyes both upward to heaven in the graceful sweep of the cupola and outward to the four corners of our beloved city and the world to which we are sent in eager service.”

To retain a sense of its sacredness, the sanctuary itself is raised up 6 steps, which also makes it easier for the worshippers to see the altar, the ambo, and the unfolding of the liturgy. The sanctuary exhibits the “noble simplicity” that the Vatican II reforms had advocated.

The altar is a single 20-ton block of cream white Botticino marble from northern Italy, the same marble also used for the nearby ambo, as well as the baptismal font at the entrance to the cathedral. Sister Michaela O’Conner, archivist for the Sisters of the Holy Family, recalls, “I learned that the white marble of the ambo, font and the altar were taken from the same part of the quarry in Italy so that their grain, color and attributes would be the same, reflecting the unity of baptism, Eucharist, and the Word of the Lord.” As in any traditional cathedral, here, too, beneath the altar are relics, including relics from St. Francis and a piece of the casket of St. Damian of Molokai. 

The cathedra, too, the throne of the Archbishop, is made of the same white, gently carved stone.  At the cathedra’s base, two bronze candelabra stand with seven angels total, each with a scroll bearing a popular title for the Virgin Mary. Behind the cathedra rises a rosewood reredos, a screen with very little ornamentation except for a bronze coat of arms of the Archbishop. Originally the coat of arms belonged to that of Archbishop McGucken;  today the coat of arms displayed are those of the current Archbishop Cordileone.  The left part of the heraldic shield shows the insignia of the office of the Archbishop of San Francisco itself:  the crossed arms and hands with the stigmata, representing Jesus Christ but also St. Francis of Assisi, the patron of the city.  The right part of the shield shows a lion holding a heart, the translation of the Archbishop’s family name, Cordileone (cor di leone — heart of a lion); below the lion, a California crab represents the line of fisherman of the Cordileone family.  The banner below the shield displays the motto In Verbo Tuo — “At Your Word” — referring to the Gospel story in which Jesus tells Simon Peter and his companions to cast their nets again.  Simon Peter responds,  “Master, we have toiled all night and took nothing.  But at your word I will let down the nets.” Behind the coat of arms and the reredos, wooden stave paneling creates the sense of a fragile wall through which shines an ethereal cross of colored light.

When one first enters the cathedral, one sees not only the soaring dome.  Movement also captures one’s attention: glistening high above the altar, what seems at first glance to be like rays of shimmering light descend downwards over the altar.

This baldacchino is a collection of several thousand thin metal rods, catching the light, then disappearing, then reappearing once more.

This sculpture was designed by Richard Lippold, who believed, like many artists, that art should “deepen the mystery”. The evanescent baldacchino and the long golden cross that floats below it, directly above the altar, reinforce the sacredness of the sanctuary.   “At once still and yet moving, answering light to light in its silence.” This towering sculpture, Lippold explains, may be “perceived as an angel” or the “luminous robe of the Virgin”, or “a Divine presence above the most holy space in the church.”

Monsignor Talesfore again: “Light bathes the interior space through the immense overhead cross of golden glass that continues down the four sides in green, white, red and blue to represent the four elements of earth, air, fire and water – and all that God has made new in the death and resurrection of Christ. Surely no other space could provide us a better opportunity to contemplate the mystery of God’s presence and action in our lives, captured in perhaps the most evocative piece of American religious art of the 20th century, Richard Lippold’s 150-foot baldacchino sculpture, 4,000 concave aluminum rods that appear to shower light down upon the altar, leaving the visitor no doubt where our faith sees heaven meeting earth.”

To the right of the sanctuary, one can see the spectacular Ruffatti organ  It sits on a large pedestal that curves up and outwards — giving the impression that the organ itself has just risen up through the floor.  Made in Padua, Italy, it was built especially for St. Mary’s by Famiglia Artigiana Fratelli Ruffatti, a family firm established in 1940 and carrying on the centuries-old superior Venetian traditions of organ building.  With 4 manuals, 72 registers, 89 ranks, and a total of 4,842 pipes, and with a 70 stop electro-pneumatic system of solid-state circuity providing instant and noiseless operation, it is considered to be one of the finest organs in the world.

On the cathedral wall behind the organ are the first set of 7 simple sculpted reliefs for the Stations of the Cross by Delph Ell — again a noble simplicity.  “The fourteen sculptures by Delph Ell offer an opportunity for modern-day pilgrims to reflect on the depths of Christ’s suffering out of love for us.”    Appropriately, these seven Stations are located above the confessionals, flanking the side entrance.  The other set of 7 Stations are found on the opposing wall around the second side entrance.

Traditionally, a cathedral has a series of side altars, and St. Mary’s, too, has a series of large bronzes, patronal shrines, set in the 8 niches around the body of the cathedral, which serve as an example of the teaching function of the cathedral.  Like the great bronze entrance, six of the bronze niche sculptures were also made by Enrico Manfrini, and completed by his student, Mario Rudelli.

The overarching theme of the six bronze patronal shrines is the Virgin Mary as the first disciple of Christ and as a model of Christian discipleship for all who follow Him.  Each bronze is accompanied by plaques which highlight Mary’s role in these significant events and how her role deepens an understanding of the nature of discipleship. 

Each of these bronze sculptures weighs approximately two tons but is suspended above the ground by unseen steel bars, so that the bronzes appear to be floating, giving the scenes depicted an even greater transcendent quality.  The scene of each bronze and an example of the accompanying teaching follows:

THE VISITATION  — “The Disciple Serves Christ in Others”

After Mary says ‘yes’ to God’s plan for her to be the mother of Christ, she immediately journeys to the home of her cousin Elizabeth and stays with her until the birth of Elizabeth’s child, John the Baptist.  Our Lady is portrayed here waiting on her elderly relatives, for discipleship finds expression in the works of charity, even — or especially — in the tasks of daily life.”

THE FLIGHT INTO EGYPT — “The Disciple Shares in Christ’s Rejection”

No sooner is Christ born than the shadow of the Cross falls: Herod seeks to kill the child, and the Holy Family must flee to Egypt.  The newborn Christ shares the fate of those who come to our shores from many countries to escape violence, repression and poverty.”

WEDDING FEAST AT CANA  — “The Disciple Turns to Christ in Faith”

In St. John’s Gospel, Mary appears only twice: at the beginning and the end of Jesus’ public life. Here, at the Wedding Feast at Cana, Jesus performs his first miracle.

THE CRUCIFIXION — “The Disciple Draws Life from the Pierced Heart of Christ”

In St. John’s Gospel, this is also the hour of his victory, for from death will come resurrection and the birth of the Church.  At the foot of the Cross stand Mary and the Beloved Disciple. The dying Jesus brings into existence a new family:  “Woman, behold your son; son, behold your mother.”  The centurion is poised to pierce the side of Christ with a lance.  With this act, he will reveal the heart of Christ, from which flows blood and water — the sacramental life of the Church.

PENTECOST — “The Disciple Receives the Spirit in the Community of the Church”

After Our Lord’s Ascension, the disciples gather in prayer with Mary to await the outpouring of the Holy Spirit.  On Pentecost, the Spirit descends on them as tongues of flame.

Below the bronze, two angels hold up the shrine of the Holy Oils  “used in sacramental anointings…visible signs of the strengthening, healing and sanctifying power of the Holy Spirit.”

THE ASSUMPTION OF OUR LADY INTO HEAVEN  — “The Disciple Inherits the Gift of Eternal Life”

Since Mary has shared so intimately in the mission of her Son, it is fitting that she should be the first to experience the fullness of his victory over death. Here we see the reward of discipleship, as angels carry her bodily into the glory of heaven.  We believe that by taking up our cross and following Jesus, we too will receive from him the crown of eternal life. Mary’s Assumption offers a sign of hope to the pilgrim Church on earth as we await Christ’s return in glory.”

Finally, the last niche is located to the right of the sanctuary and holds a mosaic of Our Lady of Guadalupe from Mexico. 

Msgr. Thomas Bowe, the first rector of the cathedral (1962-1981) outbid screen actress and legend Dolores del Rio for this mosaic. A new frame was then fashioned for it by Manfrini as well.

THE SHRINE OF OUR LADY OF GUADALUPE 

Our Lady of Guadalupe is one of the most beloved pictures of the Mother of Christ in the Americas.  In 1531 a young man, Juan Diego, “had a vision of the Mother of God, and the image of the woman he saw miraculously appeared on his cloak. That image, reproduced here, melds the European and Aztec cultures, uniting them in a common faith. The bronze frame portrays the Burning Bush encountered by Moses, the event which marked the beginning of God’s deliverance of his People.”

Opposite, to the left of the sanctuary, one finds the Blessed Sacrament Shrine, identified with the symbols of bread loaves and fishes, and the words of St John the Baptist:  “Ecce Agnus Dei !” — Behold the Lamb of God.

These bronze patronal shrines by Enrico Manfrini and Mario Rudelli were completed over a period of approximately 25 years.  The first arrived under Archbishop McGucken (1962 -1977), who oversaw the construction and completion of the new cathedral.  Nearly all remaining bronzes gradually arrived under his successor, Archbishop John R. Quinn (1977-1995).

Like his predecessor, Archbishop Quinn received many distinguished visitors at St. Mary’s Cathedral.  In June 1982, for example, while on a nationwide speaking tour, Mother Teresa attended the celebrations in San Francisco for the 800th anniversary of the birth of St. Francis of Assisi.  Speaking to over 4,000 people inside St. Mary’s Cathedral, she encouraged her listeners not to shun but to get to know the poor and to learn how to love them and to help them. 

Five years later, in 1987,  Pope John Paul II celebrated the first papal mass in this cathedral. One nun who attended, Sister Pat Hunter, recalled that when Pope John Paul arrived, the normally so restrained sisters stood on the pews and cheered. During his San Francisco visit, Pope John Paul shocked the press and the public, when he held in his arms a 4-year-old child, Brendan O’Rourke, who was dying of AIDS. In a time in which there was great fear and much ignorance about how one could contract the disease, Archbishop Quinn explained, “Pope John Paul II was one of the first world leaders to breach the barrier and embrace a person with AIDS.  Holding Brendan, John Paul was a living embodiment of the compassion of Christ.”

Two years later and less than 20 years after its completion, St. Mary’s faced its most dangerous physical challenge: a powerful, 6.9 magnitude earthquake rocked the Bay Area.  The Loma Prieta earthquake of Oct 17, 1989 inflicted considerable damage to the region; over 60 people were killed and almost 4000 injured. But like its predecessor in 1906, the new St. Mary’s survived this earthquake virtually unscathed.  Pier-Luigi Neri’s structural engineering genius was proven in a most spectacular fashion.

Archbishop Quinn served in San Francisco until 1995.  Pope John Paul II then appointed William Levada to be the new Archbishop (1995-2005).  Asked whether he expected to be made a cardinal, Levada replied: “There is only one cardinal in California. He is in Los Angeles. Being a cardinal is the consolation prize for not being the archbishop of San Francisco.”  (Nevertheless, Archbishop Levada did in fact become Cardinal later.)

Under Archbishop Levada, the last of the bronze patronal shrines was installed, and he therefore presided over the formal dedication of the cathedral to St. Mary of the Assumption on October 5, 1996, along with retired Archbishop John Quinn.

Upon Archbishop Levada’s departure, Pope Benedict XVI appointed George Hugh Niederauer as Archbishop of San Francisco on December 15, 2005.   Six years later, the Archbishop underwent major heart surgery, and he retired the following year.

The current and 9th archbishop, Salvatore Cordileone, also appointed by Pope Benedict XVI, was installed on the feast day of St Francis of Assisi on Oct. 4, 2012.

In his inaugural homily, Archbishop Cordileone stressed the power of the rosary:  “Let us not underestimate the power of this prayer, which has brought about true miracles at other turning points in the history of the Church. The daily rosary, prayed individually and, especially, together in the family, is a time-tested means of acquiring spiritual stamina in the face of temptations to settle for mediocrity in the life of faith and even the abandonment of faith altogether.”   The Archbishop also reminded those attending of the “joy of believing”:  “Joy is the hallmark of the authentic Christian life” — a joy that is not “the passing happiness of pleasurable experiences” but a joy “that is, deep, abiding, lasting.” 

Since its opening, the Cathedral of St. Mary of the Assumption, like its predecessors, is a great center of liturgy and worship, of culture and education.   Hundreds of schoolchildren are conducted through the church each year by well-trained docents to “share with them the history and beauty of this magnificent spiritual space,”  writes Mary Hehir, the first director of docents.  And thousands of students celebrate their graduation from high school and from college here.  The cathedral has hosted countless cultural and civic events, and it remains one of the main tourist attractions of San Francisco.

And St. Mary’s, again like its predecessors, has also been a major center of music, especially under Archbishop Cordileone, who has re-affirmed the Church’s role in sponsoring great works of art.  Recently, as a tribute to Our Lady of Guadalupe, the patroness of Mexico and all the Americas, Archbishop Cordileone commissioned Frank la Rocca, composer-in-residence at the Benedict XVI Institute for Sacred Music and Divine Worship, to create a “Mass of the Americas” in the great sacred music tradition of the Church. Archbishop Cordileone explained his motivation as follows:

Every year in the Archdiocese of San Francisco, we have a big celebration of Our Lady of Guadalupe, patroness of both Mexico and all the Americas, on the Saturday before her feast day, with a procession and a Mass at St. Mary’s Cathedral. Last year, I realized that Saturday, Dec. 8, was also the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception, patron saint of the United States. Our Lady is the mother of all God’s children, and I thought that in the midst of so much division and contention in our society, she can unite us. I asked Frank La Rocca …  to compose music for a Mass for Our Lady that incorporated sacred music and the melodies of songs Mexican people sing to celebrate Our Lady, so they would connect with it.  I told him that my idea for this composition was inspired by the way the Franciscans had built their mission churches. They were traditional Catholic churches, but local materials were employed, like adobe. That artistic style reflects the creation of sacred art in the Catholic Tradition.

This Mass includes music in Latin, English, and Spanish. There is a ‘Hail Mary’ in Nahuatl, the same Aztec language that Our Lady used to speak to St. Juan Diego.”

The Mass of the Americas was first celebrated on Dec 8, 2018, in St. Mary’s Cathedral.

For all of its fame and its prominence on the San Francisco skyline, St. Mary’s has not been without its critics. From the moment its creation was first announced and throughout its construction, opponents complained about the design, but most especially about the cost. Vocal demonstrators protested during the opening festivities.  Dorothy Day, the co-founder of the Catholic Worker Movement, who served the poor for over 40 years, visited St Mary’s in San Francisco shortly after its completion. As one of the greatest advocates of Christian social justice of her time, she attended a meeting in which once again the most long-standing and bitter grievance against the construction of the cathedral was articulated: that the money used to build this monumental church could have been better allocated to help the poor. Naturally, these critics expected Dorothy Day to agree. But unexpectedly, she did not. Instead, she replied:

“The church has an obligation to feed the poor, and we cannot spend all our money on buildings.  However, there are many kinds of hunger.  There is a hunger for bread, and we must give people food. But there is also a hunger for beauty — and there are very few beautiful places that the poor can get into. Here is a place of transcendent beauty, and it is as accessible to the homeless as it is to the mayor of San Francisco. The  Cathedral in San Francisco is one of the few places where the poor can go and sit down and be with God in beauty …”

Fifty years later, Archbishop Cordileone, too, reaffirmed the human need for beauty.

“Perhaps what the poor most lack in their lives is beauty:  being dignified by that beauty which ennobles and elevates the soul, assuring them of their equal dignity as a fellow child of God whom God created in His image and likeness.”

The aesthetic, cultural, and spiritual value of the cathedral was also underscored by Monsignor John Talesfore. “No human endeavor matches the building of a cathedral.” 

A cathedral is “the very pinnacle of what we recognize to be noble, beautiful and outstanding in all of human activity and accomplishment.”

In 2017, St. Mary’s was designated by Architecture Digest as one of the 10 most beautiful churches in the United States.

Pope Benedict XVI, for whom the role of beauty was an important part of his teachings, wrote that an emphasis on beauty is an “important part of the Catholic vision”, and that there is a vital connection “between beauty and the Christian vocation.”  

“Beauty is a path to God, who is the source of all beauty.”  Pope Benedict called for “new ‘epiphanies’ of beauty”,  and this magnificent cathedral, St. Mary of the Assumption, has often been described as precisely this — a new epiphany of Beauty.

“When Archbishop McGucken stood in the ruins of this cathedral,” suggested Archbishop George Niederauer, “even he could not imagine what beauty would arise from those ashes.”   And Archbishop John Quinn concluded,   “St. Mary’s Cathedral is a window on the infinite, lifting the human spirit to the …. eternal beauty which is God.” 

The Cathedral of St. Mary of the Assumption celebrates its 50th Anniversary Jubilee Year from May 5, 2020 to May 5, 2021.

For 50 years, worshippers and visitors have been inspired upon entering St. Mary’s Cathedral and have been astonished by the immense soaring beauty of this space.

And when worshippers and visitors leave, they are again inspired as they depart.  

For as they finally turn to leave, the overpanel above the entrance, seen now from inside, reveals something unexpected: as the light streams yellow through the glass, the side figures are no longer men and women climbing a hill. Instead one now clearly sees instead a golden chalice, the embodiment of the Eucharist.  

And in the cup of the chalice, there appears the ascended Christ.

_____

Almighty God,
You gave a humble Virgin the privilege of being mother of your Son,
and crowned her with the glory of heaven.
May the prayers of the Virgin Mary bring us to the salvation of Christ
and raise us up to eternal life.
We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ your Son
who lives and reigns with you
and the Holy Spirit,
one God, forever and ever.
Amen.
Nikolaus Hohmann is the Chairman of the Humanities Department at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music.

 

The Last Vermeer: Is There in Truth no Beauty?

 

The Oscars just tanked. Beautiful small but barely-watched movies, combined with boring woke politics, produced an epic collapse in ratings.

But the significance of a work of art does not ultimately lie in its ability to reach a mass market.  Now, seems as good a time as any to visit another small, beautiful film released last year about two Dutch Catholic painters. The one, Johannes Vermeer (1632-1675), is one of the greatest artists of all time. The other Henricus Antonius “Han” Van Meegeren (1889-1947) became perhaps the greatest art forger of all time.

What does it tell us about the integrity of art when the value of a painting depends on the name attached to it? This is not a new question. Another Catholic painter, Andy Warhol, played and replayed on this theme in his work. But The Last Vermeer takes exploring this question to a different level by setting up a dramatic confrontation between a Nazi hunter who cares more about truth than revenge, and an artist who ultimately chose revenge over truth.

Revenge against whom?  Against the tyranny of the modern critic over the creative artist, of course. The sneers of the critics in response to Van Meegeren’s first exhibit of paintings in Amsterdam left him humiliated and his career in tatters, but with his taste for alcohol, women, and lavish living intact.  His response was to unleash on the art market a series of exquisitely painted fake Vermeers along with a new finishing process that would foil the experts’ chemical tests used to authenticate the age of the painting.

Van Meegeren’s new Vermeers burst onto the international art scene; they were praised and pronounced authentic by the most distinguished critics and hung in major museums (including the National Gallery in the United States).

During the Nazi occupation, Van Meegeren even sold the widely lauded Christ with the Adulteress to future Nazi war criminal Hermann Goering.

Han Van Meegeren, Christ with the Woman Taken in Adultery

After the liberation of the Netherlands, Van Meegeren was charged with collaborating with the enemy, a capital crime under Dutch laws.  Van Meegeren’s spectacular defense was to declare himself an art forger who had patriotically tricked the Nazis into trading priceless looted Dutch masterpieces for fake Vermeers. To prove it, he painted a brand-new Vermeer, Jesus Among the Doctors, right in the courtroom as the two-year legal proceeding progressed (in the movie, which telescopes the action, he completes the painting while in prison awaiting trial).

It was sweet revenge for Van Meegren: the critics were publicly humiliated, and he became an instant national hero for hoodwinking the Nazis into trading genuine Dutch masterpieces for fakes.

To explore its themes of integrity, the film The Last Vermeer chooses for its protagonist not Van Meegeren himself but a Captain Joseph Piller (Claes Bang), a Jewish Resistance fighter in the Netherlands who is charged with investigating Van Meegeren for the Allied Forces. While investigating the sale of Christ with the Adulteress to Goering, Piller discovers a lascivious photo of his wife, Johana (Susannah Doyle), attending one of Van Meegeren’s debauched parties with a Nazi official. The discovery severs his marriage and separates Piller from his beloved little son. Piller has every motive for pursuing Van Meegeren: doing so would satisfy a deep desire for revenge for the desecration of his wife, his people, his country.  And yet, he chooses to defend Van Meegeren in the Dutch courts. “It’s not the man, really” he explains, “it’s that he’s innocent.”

Piller’s emotional plight is tangible but nonetheless upstaged by the virtuoso performance of Guy Pearce as the suave, cultivated, and endlessly fascinating artistic genius Van Meegeren, with his elegant Amsterdam home and his extensive collection of cut-glass liquor decanters, to the point the viewer might briefly wonder why Piller’s story is in the film at all. But both performances are upstaged, at least in the courtroom scenes, by the looming presence of Van Meegeren’s fake Vermeers themselves.

The Van Meegeren trial attracted such international attention that newsreel footage of it survives to this day, and the settings of the courtroom in The Last Vermeer faithfully replicate history.  Over the judges’ heads hang the enormous religious paintings hauled in for the trial: Christ With the Adulteress, a Last Supper, and The Supper at Emmaus, a 1937 painting that had persuaded Abraham Bredius, the leading Dutch expert on Vermeer, to pronounce the work “the masterpiece” of Vermeer’s career and thus help launch Van Meegeren’s lucrative business churning out similar paintings for museums and private collectors.

Han Van Meegeren, Supper at Emmaus

To a twenty-first-century eye, these paintings look nothing like the smaller genre paintings of seventeenth-century Dutch domestic life—The Milkmaid (1658) or Woman Reading a Letter (1664)—that we typically associate with Vermeer, but they are haunting.

Johannes Vermeer, Woman Reading a Letter

Johannes Vermeer, The Milkmaid

Vermeer converted to Catholicism only on his marriage to Catharina Bolnes in 1653. The sincerity of Vermeer’s Catholic faith has been the subject of long-running debate. Of the 34 paintings now universally attributed to Vermeer only two, Christ in the House of Martha and Mary (1654-1656) and Allegory of the Catholic Faith (1670-74), have religious themes, and only the latter is overtly Catholic in subject matter, depicting an altar crucifix that would have been unthinkable in a Calvinist church of Vermeer’s youth.

Johannes Vermeer, Christ in the House of Martha and Mary

Johannes Vermeer, Allegory of the Catholic Faith

But that was the nature of Vermeer’s economic and social milieu. The long, war-torn struggle of the Low Countries starting in the sixteenth century to free themselves from rule by Habsburg Spain had left the Dutch Republic an overwhelmingly Protestant country by the time Vermeer was born. Catholics, associated with Habsburg rule, were tolerated, even accepted in the social fabric, but forbidden to hold public office or worship in public. They met for Mass in warehouses and private homes, likely including that of Maria Thins, Vermeer’s wealthy mother-in-law, where the Vermeers, who never had much money, lived. Reformed doctrine forbade religious images inside churches, so there were no commissions for the huge religious paintings that were features of Counter-Reformation church decoration in the Catholic countries of the seventeenth century. Art production during the Dutch Golden Age was strictly for the private market, and market forces and fashions determined its content. While some prosperous citizens of Delft and elsewhere hung paintings with Biblical themes in their homes (which the Reformed Church allowed), most preferred smaller works with secular themes: portraits, landscapes, still-lifes, and the genre paintings at which Vermeer became a virtuoso.

But some art historians have discerned subtle Catholic imagery even in some of Vermeer’s secular paintings. The University of Montana’s Valerie Hedquist argues, for example, that the veiled, clearly pregnant young woman in his Woman Holding a Balance (1662-1665) is an image of the Virgin Mary, and that Vermeer included in the painting such traditional Marian symbols as the pearl and the mirror. In any event, Vermeer named one of his sons Ignatius after St. Ignatius Loyola, the Jesuits’ founder and another son became a priest.

Johannes Vermeer, Woman Holding a Balance

Van Meegeren, by contrast, was born into a middle-class Catholic family in Deventer, in the eastern Netherlands. He seemed to have abandoned the practice of his faith early on, probably in rebellion against his father, a schoolteacher, who ridiculed and tried to stifle his son’s artistic talent. In one respect, however, he retained a Catholic sensibility: He revered and practiced traditional representational art, refusing to participate in the Expressionist and Cubist movements that critics of the early twentieth century baptized as the only serious art. Van Meegeren deemed them decadent. He won prizes and praise for meticulous draftsmanship and made a fair living traveling around Europe painting portraits. Then, in 1923, critics derided an exhibition of his paintings as derivative and lacking in psychological depth. He maintained that the trauma of that damning criticism was what drove him to forgery: He would play the critics for fools and prove his artistic genius by turning out counterfeit masterpieces that they would dub masterpieces.

Soon enough, working through layers of art dealers so as to protect his anonymity, Van Meegeren was flooding the art world with “newly discovered” paintings by the masters of the Dutch Golden Age: Franz Hals, Gerard ter Borch, Pieter de Hooch, Dirck Van Barburen, and, of course, Vermeer—all finely executed and plausibly resembling known works by those painters. He used seventeenth-century canvases from which he scraped the existing paint and mixed pigments from materials that the seventeenth-century masters had used themselves.

Wealthy collectors snapped up the paintings, and some ended up in museums. (Indeed, to this day it is unclear whether certain museum Vermeers are actually Van Meegerens—and a supposed Van Barburen owned by the Courtauld Institute in London was found to be a likely Van Meegeren as recently as 2011.) These were all smaller works, and by the early 1930s Van Meegeren was plotting to execute a Vermeer on a grander scale—The Supper at Emmaus–that would finance his expensively debauched lifestyle.

Vermeer was an ideal choice. His work fell into obscurity after his death and had few collectors. Not until the 1860s did art historians focus on his luminous genius and begin to rank him as one of the greatest of the Dutch Masters. Lost Vermeers and imagined Vermeers regularly surfaced after that, and it was not hard to believe that still more of them hung undiscovered in musty European corners. Van Meegeren spent several years perfecting a Vermeer-like brushstroke and teaching himself how to recreate the colors of Vermeer’s limited palette. He spent a small fortune on tubes of expensive genuine ultramarine, made from pulverized lapis lazuli, a semi-precious stone that makes a brilliant blue paint. Vermeer lavished ultramarine on his paintings (his famous Girl With a Pearl Earring, painted around 1665, uses ultramarine for its subject’s bright blue cap.) To achieve craquelure, the hardened, time-cracked surface of centuries-old oil paintings, Van Meegeren mixed liquid bakelite, the stuff of old telephones, into the paint.

Johannes Vermeer, Girl with a Pearl Earring

The real measure of Van Meegeren’s brilliance as a forger, however, was his fabrication of an entirely new artistic style for Vermeer. His model was not Vermeer himself, but Caravaggio. The style of that Italian Baroque painter (1571-1610) had influenced a generation of Northern European Catholic artists, especially in Utrecht, a Dutch city that remained predominantly Catholic throughout the Reformation and whose churches continued to commission art. They created their own striking versions of Caravaggio’s large-scale religious paintings: naturalism, chiaroscuro effects, and simple, dramatic compositions in which the painted figures looked as though they had been photographed at a moment of high emotion. Art historians of the 1930s wondered whether Vermeer, too, had imitated Caravaggio, especially during his early career when he made at least one known painting with New Testament subject matter (Christ in the House of Mary and Martha looks somewhat Caravaggio-esque and very unlike Vermeer’s later work). The Supper at Emmaus, modeled on a 1610 painting by Caravaggio dealing with this post-Resurrection appearance of Jesus, responded directly to the historians’ speculation. It was the missing link.

Caravaggio, Supper at Emmaus

Once Bredius enthusiastically endorsed it as a genuine Vermeer, a wealthy shipowner bought the painting for $5.5 million in today’s dollars and donated it to the Boijmans Van Beuningen Museum in Rotterdam. That opened the reputational and financial floodgates for Van Meegeren to generate and launder through his dealer network even more counterfeit Vermeers in the same style with similar New Testament themes, including the Christ With the Adulteress that he sold to Goering. Overall he earned about $50 million in today’s dollars from his ventures into art forgery.

After Van Meegeren’s conviction and death, the value of his fraudulent Vermeers collapsed. With the passage of time, they look more obviously like concoctions of the 1930s and 1940s—perhaps Van Meegeren’s version of the Expressionism he found so aesthetically deficient. It has been easy for many of today’s critics to deride Van Meegeren as a mediocre painter and the experts such as Bredius who swallowed his bait as vain, self-aggrandizing fools.

But as Friedkin’s movie The Last Vermeer suggests, the Van Meegeren affair raises genuine and complex questions about the meaning and value of art.

While watching the courtroom scenes in the film, I found myself unable to take my eyes off The Supper at Emmaus and Christ With the Adulteress. They were compelling in their stark geometric composition and their focus on the liminal and unknowable presence of Jesus as a figure who sets astonishing revelations in motion. None of those paintings was a knockoff; they were genuine originals, just not by Vermeer. What if tastes in art change again over, say, the next 70 years, and we regard the avant-garde twentieth-century art that was the reigning style when Van Meegeren painted as childish rather than cutting-edge? In a 2010 documentary Fiso Lammertse, a curator at the Van Beuningen Museum, pointed out that people loved The Supper at Emmaus during the 1930s. “They thought it was beautiful. And it is beautiful. That wasn’t wrong.”

The climactic scene of the film is about the nature of integrity to one’s calling. Piller and Van Meegeren meet up after Van Meegeren is acquitted of treason and basking in his glory as a national hero. Piller confronts Van Meegeren with another truth: great artists in every age become great because they persist through the rancor of critics, through the ignorance of audiences, through public failure, in remaining true to their own artistic vision. What instead did Van Meegeren do with all his talent? The art forger has no answer.

In The Last Vermeer Captain Piller discovers—and this is true to history—that Van Meegeren had, during wartime, sent an autographed copy of a book of his drawings to Hitler with a fawning dedication. In the end of the movie, Piller throws the book into the trash and goes to reconcile with his wife. She is flawed like Van Meegeren, flawed like himself. She is the woman taken in adultery, to whom Jesus said in John’s Gospel, “Neither will I condemn thee. Go, and now sin no more.”

It could be said that at least in this fictional story Van Meegeren did not paint his fake Vermeers in vain.

Charlotte Allen is a culture and arts reporter for Catholic Arts Today

The Hymn of San Juan Diego

[Editors note: This is the second poem in the song cycle by James Matthew Wilson inspired by the Mass of the Americas, called “The River of the Immaculate Conception.” The book may be purchased from WisebloodBooks.com.]

The Hymn of Juan Diego

Thus it is said that Juan Diego
Saw first the Aztec girl,
Her shoulders cloaked in starry mantle
Her hair dark as the merle.

 

The hill whereon she stood had been
An ancient mother’s home,
Laid low with all Tenochtitlan
When stout Cortez had come.

 

Light sprang from dull rocks at her feet
And birdsong filled the place,
While she herself eclipsed the sun,
Its blaze about her face.

 

And every color of the stones
For which the Spaniards killed
Became the turquoise and the gold
With which the sky was filled.

 

“All those who seek me, Little One,
Will have me for their mother;
And those by pride or greed estranged
Will someday call you brother.”

 

Juan begged the bishop build a church,
Received a doubtful smile;
And felt his own unworthy bones
As ignorant and vile.

 

The bishop’s jeweled servants scorned him,
Said he was telling lies.
A second time the bishop’s asked,
A second time denies.

 

Some thought to beat Juan for his words;
He found his uncle ill,
So every claim upon him led
Him to avoid her will.

 

But she met him upon the way:
“Why do you run from me?
My mantle covers you already,
And sets your uncle free.”

 

“Gather these roses in your cloak
As your land’s never seen,
Then, lay them at the holy feet,
And he’ll know what they mean.”

 

The brute crowd at the bishop’s door
Stood in his way and sneered.
They saw his breast of flowers and snatched;
The petals disappeared.

 

So, Juan Diego was let in
To stand before the throne,
To show his harvest of the rose
Where rose had never grown.

 

“I’ve done as she, the mother of God
Told me to do,” he said,
And poured out at the bishop’s feet
The bright abundant red.

 

But, as these fell, the bishop saw
Juan’s rough-stitched cloak unfold
The image of that placid queen
Ablaze with teal and gold.

 

He fell upon his knees in praise
And wept for love of her
Who on that land of rock and thorn
Her great care should confer.

 

Beneath her mantle and her banner
All those vast lands are warmed,
But what we seek in them must be
First by her love transformed.

 

And so, Diego’s cloak poured forth
Not conquest but sweet flowers
And Mary chose a tattered cloth
To first unveil her powers.

 

This is the second poem from James Matthew Wilson’s new book of poems, The River of the Immaculate Conception (Wiseblood Books, 2019).

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