Sunday, March 2, 2025

Art: Papal Bronze & the Art of Divine Selfies: Chas Fagan’s John Paul II Statue

If ever there were a pope who could give today’s Instagram influencers a run for their money, it was John Paul II. The man was everywhere—meeting world leaders, kissing babies, and even dodging assassination attempts like he had the reflexes of a caffeinated ninja. Naturally, a figure of such charisma and mobility deserves a statue that captures his essence: enter Chas Fagan’s bronze tribute at the Saint John Paul II National Shrine in Washington, D.C.

Now, Fagan isn’t just any artist. He’s sculpted everything from Reagan’s chiseled jawline to Neil Armstrong’s lunar daydreaming. The guy has a knack for immortalizing people in metal while making them look like they’re about to step off their pedestal for a quick chat. But here, with John Paul II, he had a different task—enshrining a man whose spiritual and political influence reshaped the modern Catholic Church. And he did it in classic papal fashion: big, bold, and with that trademark hand wave that could either be a blessing or a “Talk to the hand, heretics” gesture.

Historically, this isn’t just another religious statue. It’s a testament to a pope who brought Catholicism into the digital age before the Vatican even figured out Twitter. John Paul II was a Cold War power player, a global traveler, and a theological rock star whose outreach helped topple communism in Eastern Europe. If popes had album covers, he’d be on his Revolutionary Greatest Hits tour, with Fagan’s bronze rendition as the perfect centerpiece.

But what does it mean? Is it a reminder of faith in turbulent times? A call to spiritual unity? Or just the Vatican’s way of flexing its artistic budget? Maybe it’s all three. Maybe the real meaning lies in standing before it, looking up at that raised hand, and wondering: If John Paul II had lived in the age of TikTok, would he have been a viral sensation?

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