Professor Butter Beard’s Pictish Cross-Slab
My DNA verified my soul’s assumptions. Just a few weeks ago now, I received the results of my DNA testing by ancestry.com. Their suggested gene breakdown describes me 45-60% Scottish with an extending mix of contributions from Ireland, Wales, Sweden, Norway and a wee bit from France. It appears my ancestors were regular travelers upon the North Sea, mingling cultures and traditions, and ultimately creating such mysteries as me!
Interestingly, when I chose my topic for my masters dissertation fifteen years ago, I opted for a discussion of these same travelers. During the early medieval period, between the 6th and 9th centuries, all of Scotland’s regions were producing significant and original art. The Pictish tribes, the subject of much myth and misconceptions, were creating monumental standing and inscribed stone slabs, engraved treasures of silver chain, brooches and reliquaries and stunningly illuminated books – all influenced by their own Pagan traditions and of those of the North Sea travelers combined with the recent arrival of Christianity to the British Isles.
One gorgeous example is the Pictish Standing Cross-Slab carved in old red sandstone and located in Glamis, Angus, Scotland. Isabel Henderson’s research suggests that this work may have been an early prayer-cross, placed beside tracks or a boundary as a focus for devotion. The central Celtic cross is decorated with elaborate knotwork resembling interlaced snakes or vegetation. This obviously Christian symbol is surrounded by images of a more Pagan nature. A warrior centaur swinging a pair of axes dominates the upper right corner, with a stag’s head and a triple disc symbol below. A fierce beast, with its right paw raised and its tail royally curled, roars from the upper left corner.
But it is the lower left corner that always attracts my attention and imagination. Two bearded, long-haired men in tunics confront each other with raised axes. Above them, a large cauldron is suspended from which two sets of human legs frighteningly wave in the air. According to research, Pictish cauldrons would normally be used to prepare feasts of shellfish, beef, pork, grains and vegetables such as turnips, leeks, watercress and parsnips. Fresh berries and herbs were simmered in the cauldron to create local mead or healing herbal concoctions. Apparently, these warriors were engaging within a totally different ritual or culinary agenda!
This morning, my cauldron was filled with boiling oil eagerly anticipating the arrival of risen five-spice donuts ready for their shocking swim. The donuts emerge, golden and crusty, and are immediately cooled by a second bath in the pool of vanilla orange glaze. Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see those two beardy warriors standing nearby taking in the aroma with their steaming mugs of Joe. Or, it might just be the hungry neighbors!