French Christmas Traditions: Santons. Giveaway.

French Christmas: Santons

French santons

Photograpy by: Corey Amaro 

The Provencal creche is similar to North America's nativity scene, except it includes the entire village, not just a handful of shepherds, drummers, angels… The Provencal santons are made of harden clay. They are either painted or dressed. The creche (nativity) includes over fifty santons depicting a Provencal village and their occupations. The santons symbolize the people in the village who brought their gifts of labor to the Christ Child.

 

Santon with basket

 

The first time I saw these little figurines was at the brocante. Instantly I was drawn to the ones that had been around the nativity scene for awhile, the ones that had taken a few tumbles, and looked like they had put in a full days work. You might say perfection was in the idea that they were loved; that a few children along the way had played with them, and that they had since many more Christmases than I had.

You might say that the brocante bug had infected me again.

 

Santon-donkey-with-woman

 

For example looking at the photo above you can see that they santon has no feet. Her hat has kept the sun off her face for awhile, and speaking of faces…. The santon is blind.

L'Aveugle = The Blind Woman, is one of the santons of the traditional creche = nativity scene.

What is her gift to the Christ Child?

The gift of believing without seeing.

 

 

Santon-gathering-twigs

The Stick Gatherer. That is this santon's job. Some brought gold to the Christ Child: This santon brought wood for the fire.

On a cold night with no room in the inn, a warm fire would be golden.

 

French santons


Some of the characters depicted by Santons include:

Le Berger et son chien = A Shephard and his dog,

La Jardiniere = The Gardener,

Les Vieux = The Old Couple,

Le Tambourinaire = The Drummer,

Le Bucheron = The Woodcutter,

Le Pecheur = The Fisher

La Posissonniere = The Fish Monger….

 

 

Santon

A santon depicting a Provencal woman carrying a large basket and a jug. She is bringing the gift of her labor to the Christ child. The Kings brought gold, frankincense and myrrh… She brought food.

Riches are needed, we cannot deny that money (or gold frankincense, and myrrh) is important. Each of us has a gift to share, and each gift is worth a fortune.

 

Santons antiques France

 

The gift of time, the gift of listening, the gift of standing by your side, the gift or being there at the right time. The gift of who you are. The gift of knowing what to say. The gift of sharing your wisdom…

 

Santon-ma-and-pa

What gift will you share today?

Tell me in the comment section and I will pick a few randomly and send a santon their way.

Note:

From Wikipedia:  "Santons (Provençal: "santoun," or "little saint") are small (2.5-15 cm.) hand-painted, terracotta nativity scene figurines produced in the Provence region of southeastern France. In a traditional Provençal crèche, there are 55 individual figures representing various characters from Provençal village life such as the scissors grinder, the fishwife, the blind man, and the chestnut seller.

The first santons were created by Marseillais artisan Jean-Louis Lagnel (1764-1822) during the French Revolution when churches were forcibly closed and their large nativity scenes prohibited. Lagnel crafted small clay figurines in plaster molds and let them dry before firing them.

A maker of santons is a santonnier, and the creation of santons today is essentially a family craft, handed down from parents to children, Santons are fashioned in two halves, pressed together, and fused. Hats, baskets, and other accessories are applied with an adhesive. When the figure is completely dry, it is given a gelatin bath in order to harden the figure further and to provide a surface for the application of pigments. Faces are painted first, then hair, clothing and accessories. Until the end of the 19th century, santons were air-dried rather than fired in a kiln. As a consequence, such figures were fragile and easily broken. Modernsantons are generally fired in a kiln. There are two types of santons:santons d'argile (clay figures), and doll-like santons habillé (clothed figures).

Since 1803, santonniers have gathered in Marseille each December to display and sell their wares at the Foire des SantonniersAubagne holds a two-day fair, Biennale de l'Art Santonnier, and the Musée du Santon in Marseille exhibits a private collection of 18th and 19th century santons."



Comments

56 responses to “French Christmas Traditions: Santons. Giveaway.”

  1. My gift today will be to, hush, be still, and listen…God is calling all of us to open our hearts in preperation for the coming of His Son.

  2. I shall give the gift of friendship by inviting a friend who is going through a rough time over for dinner, a warm home, a home cooked meal and a friend will be a gift to both of us.

  3. My gift today is the gift of Sabbath, a time of rest and rejuvination. A time to play and spend time with my family. I am grateful for homeschooling that allows me to spend my Sabbath day with my amazing 13 year old daughter. A day to catch up on things like reading your blog which offer healing and renewal.

  4. Today I will give the gift of patience. I plan to go out today and let those in a hurry go ahead, to give them the space and time they need, and not to be offended when they push or snap at me. It’s a stressful time of year for some.

  5. Today my gift to my family will be to serve them thoughtfully…not just go through the motions.

  6. I always try to say thank you to people I come in contact with or to say something nice and share smiles.
    Even when and especially when we are all just doing our job. It’s so easy to do and the more you do it the less you get ruffled by grumpy folk.
    I love your Santos and your post about them today.
    I really enjoyed the simplicity and beauty of it. Creches should be played with, but often they are off limits.

  7. This is exactly what I was telling the sweet kids in my CCD class on Sunday. Do something kind for someone everyday randomly….it doesn’t have to be lavish, it doesn’t have to cost anything, it just has to be sincere!

  8. Today I will be bringing a tray of home baked goods to my aging in-laws who can no longer care for themselves. They always light up when I stop over for a visit. The gift of time is never waisted as I sit a listen to their stories. Though I’ve heard many of them before every now and then they reveal something new about themselves that allows me to see them in a whole new light.

  9. What I love about getting older is learning to love history. Had never even heard the word Santon.
    Today I will bop into town for errands and on the way home will share some unconventional health advice to a son with a puzzling ailment.
    I like the already mentioned gift of listening. I need to keep working on that one.

  10. I gave the gift of friendhip today to 4 women who have been near and dear to my heart. We ate breakfast in a resturante that make carrot and pumpkin pancakes. Awesome.
    Love the lesson on the Santons.

  11. The gift I am giving today is care: caring for others through food, groceries, phone calls, thank you notes, preparing souls for worship through prayer and study of scripture; caring for myself through rest and exercise and prayer again.
    If I was a santon (and aren’t we all santons), I’d be a middle-aged woman with a bag that was full of food and knitted items. There would also be animals around me and babies (because I love to hold all of the babies at our church).

  12. what a wonderful and timely blog today, corey. a wonderful reminder of the gift of “being”!
    my gift today and always is to be a mirror for all the good i see and reflect it back and share the joys of just “being”
    lana cano kloch

  13. I will give the gift of friendship to a group of six women with whom I have been getting together for celebrations for over 20 years. This length of time is a gift to us all as we have shared laughter and tears, good times and not-so-good and we all know that we will be there for many more years t to enjoy the hugs, the laughter, the joyful chatter and the love. I feel grateful every day for the abundant love in my life.

  14. My gift is a long overdue Dr.’s appt. A gift to myself and my loved ones. On both my trips to Paris I visited the Porte de Vanves flea market and brought home small boxes of santons. They come out every year at Christmas to delight the eye and bring back the memories of days in Paris.
    Erin in Morro Bay

  15. My gift today is of a sharing heart, sharing with prayers for several family and friends going through rough times. Sharing with notes written and sent to a loved one. May the gift each of us brings to the table be ones of Love and Joy and Peace this Christmas season.

  16. A couple years ago my Portuguese professor and I translated a delightful short-short story by Daniel de Sá, a teacher and author in the Azores, about an Azorean “presépio” (Portuguese for crèche). You can read it online:
    http://oespolio.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-legged-shepherd.html
    &
    http://ww1.rtp.pt/icmblogs/rtp/comunidades/?k=Daniel-de-Sa-%96-O-Pastor-Manco–The-One-Legged-Shepherd—-Translated-by-Katharine-F-Baker–Bobby-J-Chamberlain.rtp&post=29668
    (Corey, this is the same story I reproduced on the December page of my 2012 calendar)
    Here are links to the original story, in Portuguese:
    http://oespolio.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-pastor-manco.html
    &
    http://ww1.rtp.pt/icmblogs/rtp/comunidades/?k=O-Pastor-Manco—Daniel-de-Sa.rtp&post=29669
    And you can see what a typical Portuguese “presépio” looks like here:
    http://www.rtp.pt/icmblogs/rtp/comunidades/index.php?k=Era-uma-vez-o-%93Dia-das-Montras%94—-Joao-Luis-de-Medeiros.rtp&post=37130

  17. P.S. Corey & Yann, I’ve nearly finished compiling the photo collages for my 2013 calendar, in order to get it printed next week, then out in the mail in time for the New Year.

  18. My little cousin (43) is having colon and ovarian surgery right before Christmas. (Her sister, 2 aunts, and her father died from colon and the women had ovarian cancer.) I am putting together a busy box. Magazines, her favorite cartoon character – Hello Kitty toys, drawing supplies, etc. Today I will knit her a ruffled scarf to wear and hopefully make her feel prettier than she already is. Mostly I am going to pray and ask that she be saved from the journey others have taken before her. To lighten my mood, I am also going to work on the Head Start Christmas gifts. We get two names yearly of 3-6 year olds who are in a pre-school program for less fortunate. One box of clothing and one box of toys based on their Santa letter. I look forward to this every year and have a blast playing Santa.

  19. Wylie Hunt

    My gift today is to introduce two women to each other who share in common the ministries (altar guild directress) they each perform in their parishes. I am hopeful that they will be able to network a bit and make each other’s jobs easier! I would love to win a santon. I have always loved them.

  20. Thank you, Corey, for sharing the stories of the santon figures. Today I substituted for a teacher’s assistant in a Pre-Kindergarten class. Early this morning while waiting for the school day to begin, one of the little girls wanted to sit on my lap. She had a great time playing with my Eiffel Tower necklace, asking questions about it. Then she noticed that she had a ponytail elastic on her wrist and asked me to braid her hair. I french braided her fine, wispy white-blond hair that had been straggling into her eyes, so that was my gift to her. She told me later this morning that her hair was still braided. 🙂 I guess it usually comes unbraided pretty easily! She is quite a handful and gets in trouble a lot, so I hope a little act of kindness such as braiding her hair before school was a blessing to her!

  21. My gift today, as mundane as it is, is housework. As I cleaned the tiles in the bath and washed the towels I thought of how housework can actually be an expression of love.
    I think the Santos are beautiful.

  22. My gift is a gift! I am making a piece of needlework for my doctor’s wife. Each Christmas he gets little packages of goodies from his patients but I make something for his wife. He is a very diligent man and gives a lot of his own free time to his patients while his wife waits and puts things on hold. She was raised in France but is English (living in Australia), so this year I am making her a tree based on a very old French cross stitch pattern. I have never met her but I appreciate what she gives up.

  23. Thank you as always for your beautiful writing, Corey, and for allowing the readers to share as well. My gift today is not a gift given but the gift my family and I have received this past week following the death of my husband. St Augustine is to have said, “The measure of love is to love without measure,” and the gift of love poured out through visits, words, acts of love have been like a healing balm to my family. My husband has a Native American heritage, and the chief of the Blackfeet nation offered a final drum song of the warrior going home – a final and beautiful tribute. To be the giver of a selfless gift is rewarding, to be the recipient is an extraordinary experience that words cannot adequately express.

  24. Hi Corey! My gift is hugs to all of my grandchildren…I have thirteen so it might take abit to get around to them all. I love to hug them close and listen to their dreams and wishes and what is happening in their lives…..I can’t think of any better way to spend my time…….love is it’s own reward.
    I have never heard the story of the Santons, thank you for sharing it, they are lovely and now with an understanding of what they are, I shall pay closer attention to them when I see them.
    Hugs,
    Margaret B
    xx

  25. As LIl commented earlier, I try to make each day’s mundane gifts a joy whether they be housework, cooking or grocery shopping. As St. Therese of Lisieux taught us, the “Little Ways” can pave our path to heaven.
    Today my gift was to let my grandson Max miss pre-school and stay home with me. He has a cold and my daughter asked if I could keep him. We had a wonderful day, didn’t turn on the tv for one moment! I read him books, we played games, dominoes and had an inside “pic-nic lunch”.
    Love Santons and their history!
    Hugs from Miami…………………. Ana Maria

  26. Today, my gift was listening, so if I was a santon, I would have huge ears!
    My daughter’s panicked phone call this morning kept me on the phone when I should have been getting ready for work as I tried to help her calm down.
    Listening is different with a teenage son. When I picked him up, I heard no words, just his frustration with being in a cast, with being soooo 16. So I just needed to be open, to wait and to laugh at the slightest hint of a joke, hoping that the opportunity would come to listen. And it did.
    Why is listening so exhausting?

  27. Empathy. I know an older couple, the man is sick and in a lot of pain, his wife is very worried and not sleeping. The man is one of those tough old guys who puts up a good front. So, when he cries you know it is awful. I listened, tried to give as many comforting words as I could and hugged the wife really hard. The man was in so much pain he couldn’t stand to be hugged.
    Tomorrow I will help a friend sort items she is taking to an orphanage in South America for a church mission next month. She got so many donations it was more than she could sort through on her own!

  28. Angela Vular

    I have been giving the gift of helping and listening. A little boy in our school is in 3rd grade and has an extremely hard time reading ( he is currently reading as a beginner 1st grader). His teacher said she could not help him after school unless she was paid. I offered to help him and told his father I did not need paid. So we sit and read every Mon., Wed., and Fri. after school. He is slowly improving and tries so hard. It is not an easy task for him.
    Thank you for sharing the lovely story of the Santons. Oh and I guess my Santon would be an older woman (now not too old) with a child at her side and a book in her hand!

  29. Today’s gift was to collect and deliver presents for 3 Headstart families. Everyone who signed up to bring gifts brought them to our Quilt Guild meeting/party. Several friends and I delivered them to the program. These presents will provide a happy relief to families in need. It felt great to organize this project. So I would be a quiltmaker santon!

  30. My gift today is encouragement. And it is a gift given to me that I can share with others. I can’t help being enthusiastic and positive–it’s just the way God made me. I don’t deserve any credit for it, but I’m happy to be able to share it!
    PS: I first learned about Santons from your blog, and I’m enamored with them. I want to start a collection. I think they’re fantastic on so many levels! I love to think of the Nativity scene being shared with ordinary village people–ordinary people like me! Thank you for teaching me about them!!

  31. What a wonderful thing. Lately I have felt so done with housework. I try to count how many dishes I’ve washed, floors I’ve mopped, bath tubs and showers I’ve scrubbed, carpets and rugs I’ve vacuumed, etc., and I feel just wrung out. I’ve done so much cleaning and mundane everyday things, yet have neglected the artist that I am. I’ve done so little for myself. Now I feel done in. My right arm is damaged, I have degenerative discs from a fall when I was on my way to work one winter day, scoliosis makes sitting painful. For the first time in my life I think I might have to accept the offer of getting someone to come and clean for me.
    Your comment made me realize that my family has and does appreciate the home I put together and have managed for them. My love for them is reflected in a clean home, good nutritious meals, and all the other jobs I do. Is it okay to wonder how much is left in me? I am reminded of Shel Silverstein’s poem that asks, “How many slams are left in an old screen door?” You made me smile.
    Corey is great at asking the questions that need asking. 🙂

  32. My gift is compassion. As my sister and I care for our 95 yr. old mother, we need more compassion with her caregivers, nurses, etc. Everyone comes from a different place. Smiles to residents are so important. “Good mornings”, “How are you doin’,
    are compassionate gestures to many elderly people that we encounter every day.

  33. And you just made me smile with “How many slams are left in an old screen door?” Thanks.
    One thing that’s made me appreciate my life lately, is that I’m finally transferring our old family video tapes to digital movies and as I watch the tapes from years ago, I’m so glad that I worked at making a homey home for my family. I think it was the most important thing I could have been doing. I was a painter and an art director before I had my son, and sometimes I’ve thought maybe I wasted a couple of decades there, but now with looking back at the videos, I’m sure that homemaking and motherhood were the most important accomplishments of my life.
    So congratulations on all you’ve done and accomplished in making a home for your loved ones! As my mother said, “My children and home are my artwork.” (..Also, I’m sorry for your physical setbacks. I hope they don’t hinder you too much.)

  34. Bonding is truly a gift: bonding through our shared experiences/blogs; bonding with family and friends, and the bond we all have as humanity and one with this planet. Santons are such a wonderful tradition that reminds us of the importance of giving.

  35. Love Santons! (we have the same in Venezuela 🙂 , not the same characters, but same idea)
    My gift is smile (from the heart) to strangers (specially those who people use to ignore in the streets..) I usually give a fruit or a penny -this is just the excuse to have contact- I can see that is the smile (the acceptance of who they are) that give them warm. Their smile in return is a gift to me!

  36. My gift today will be time. I am visiting my daughter’s family. We just lost her Dad last month. Doesn’t the Christmas Carol say”Comfort and Joy?”….that is what we will be doing this holiday season. Everyone have a blessed holiday. Lee

  37. Thank you for the lovely stories of the Santons and also for the most inspiring comments of others. My gift for this season is to ‘share’ better my time (visiting someone lonely), my talents (perhaps a nice baked item to someone not expecting it), and of my resources (I know of a family of small children that would enjoy a small gift to open since Mom and Dad are struggling financially). I am going to also copy many of the comments left and make up a handmade book with these comments to share with each of my grown children.

  38. I am an early riser, up well before daylight, so I make our morning coffee each day…the way I like it. However, this morning my husband will enjoy and be surprised by the gift of a cup of strong coffee made with more scoops of Folgers than I prefer.
    Barbara in Austin

  39. Karen Obermiller

    The only thing right now I have to give is my smile – and it will be shared 🙂

  40. Nancy from Mass

    my gift today (and this past week) has been to knit hats for a family my office adopted for Christmas. There are 5 kids (4-13) and a mom and they have nothing. So our office decided that instead of doing a yankee swap (or white elephant), we would put everything towards this family. With each hat I knit, i think of the family member that needs a little warmth this winter.
    I will be putting up my santon collection this weekend. My moms’ friends used to send her santons each year….but some were broken during shipment. That’s okay. I enjoy the ones I have. 🙂

  41. RebeccaNYC

    Patience with my colleagues is my gift today. (and perhaps with myself!) And I just put up my collection of Santons on Sunday. I love taking them out and looking carefully at each one. My favorite is a lady on a ladder, supposedly picking olives, but I have her reaching into a bunch of lavender. My most recent is a tiny cat I bought last year…I have placed him peering into the manger, just what my cats would do!

  42. My gift is the gift of mercy towards my boss. She is truly one of the nastiest people I’ve ever met and I really want to get on her and let her have it. But I’m refraining and having mercy on her awful heart. I’m praying for her heart and soul to soften and I’m praying that I may soften my heart and sole to have pity on her. I’m also offering up all the injustices and wrongs she pours on me so that God can use them for good. This is a seriously difficult gift to give because I really just want to pound her over the head. But I won’t . . .

  43. Ahh, hope I’m not too late! I love these satons and would love to collect them. Yesterday just got away from me . . I read your post while thinking of what to write, and got caught up with everything else.
    The everything else – the gift I am sharing is most of everything in the long overdue basement clean out. From my children’s toys and clothing to old prints & posters, rugs, etc. I am closing my eyes and its all gotta go. Afterall, it’s not coming to France with me. ha!

  44. Tonight, though I am still tired from my holiday concert and fighting off pneumonia, I will load up the harp and give the gift of my music to a holiday event downtown. It’s the best gift I share.
    Love the santons and their messages!

  45. My gift today is to me. A chance to just stay home and decorate my house for Christmas. I love the story of the santons, thank you for sharing.

  46. Wendy Shippee

    I have 2 gifts. One would be the gift of love. To me the gift of love would be the Shepard and his dog, because I love dogs so much. I think they are our angels here on earth. The other would be the gift of food. I think that would be important because there are so many people (and animals) hungry around the world.
    P.S. Check out Heffer International. This is a fantastic charity that helps feed the world by sponsoring animals for food (chickens, cows-for dairy, etc.).

  47. Kristin McNamara Freeman

    It is lovely to learn about the santons…my little salt and pepper shakers from my Norwegian grandmother are made in this way and spoke to me as a child, then as a young mother and when my grandmother passed at 93 they became my treasures. My gift to the family is the remembering of stories, writing them down and sharing family history and present with relatives across the globe. The care-taking of memories to hold the history is an especially important part of my journey. My gift of sharing traditional handcrafts from Norway with others had brought delight to many adults and children. Now I am carefully making notes and teaching my daughter and granddaughter how to do the handwork with threads and beads to make the traditional bunad so as well as preserving those I pass down the line she can make anew a bunad in the future. As I share these talents I know that my gift of patience with myself and with others is one of the greatest blessing God has given me; no take whatever time is needed for each thing we do, and most especially for me is taking the time to listen to the words of others.
    Thank you Corey for allowing me to spend a little time thinking about the gifts I have been given and how they are shared with others.

  48. I am in Montana to visit my high school
    friend. We were to enjoy soaking in hot
    mineral springs, talking and laughing. I don’t think she is coming.
    I’ve enjoyed time spent here despite the change of plans.
    My gift is no regrets, not only to her but
    to myself.

  49. I LOVE your annual discussion of the Santons – such a lovely tradition, that not just a few were there at the birth, but that everyone had a role to play!!! Thanks again for sharing….the gift today? To be open to new opportunities for friends not yet met, and not run shyly from a new situation but to go boldly – maybe I have something that is useful to someone else.

  50. I was just thinking about your post from last year about the Santons! Thank you for mentioning them again. Such lovely posts i response. Thank you for your gift!

  51. A typical santon scene has as its center piece the Holy Family. I set down and read this blog tonight and it was just so evident to me what my gift would be. I just returned home from the hospital where my Father is slowly approaching the end of his life. My gift is family. We so often take family for granted, but once its gone…it can no longer be brought back. Enjoy those you love, savor the monents with them. Family is forever.

  52. My gift for today is to put up my neighbor’s Christmas lights for her tomorrow. I don’t feel that it is much of a gift, but I know she will appreciate it and I don’t want her having to pay someone to put them up. She is a wonderful neighbor and I am more than happy to give of my time to do something that will make her happy!

  53. Azorean presépio (crèche), made in the Azores’ pottery capital of Lagoa, São Miguel, on display in Taunton, Massachusetts, this month:
    http://www.oldcolonyhistoricalsociety.org/cartaz1x1-2.pdf

  54. Well bless your heart for having so much restraint. I hope your prayers are answered real soon. Try to take a deep breath, and remind yourself that “this too shall pass.” Think it each time your boss gets you riled. I know you have too much restraint to lose control and end up un jail because you slipped and throttled her. 🙂 Be well.

  55. My gift today was to lift a friend up!
    She is American, and recently moved (with her family of 6) to Paris!
    One would think living in Paris would be a dream, but then reality sinks in.
    She has 4 children and a husband who is very busy with work.
    She feels alone and isolated, but feels so guilty for feelings low.
    I tried to do something special for her today.
    One of those things is directing her back to your blog so she can see some of French Christmas ideas.

  56. Since this post, I have been pondering internally how to respond. Truly the question of “What gift will you share today” is a profound one. I have never looked at my behavior in that context. Until this week and your post, Corey. Interestingly,I was a social service professional.
    Now, I can identify or label when I actually do offer a gift, or something positive , to another. And, in contrast, I can better identify the reverse!
    My gifts, typically, are those of listening and of giving a hand.

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