Here's a wild ride you can fit in your pocket.
Pan was never meant to stay on a shelf. His worship is older than the Olympians', and it lived in caves and grottoes and the deep green of the wild mountain forests, not man-made temples. So a Pan you can carry makes perfect sense. This is the horned god in miniature: a 3-inch cold cast bronze statue by Jeff Cullen, goat-legged and bearded, ready to travel in a pocket, a bag, a glovebox, or the crook of a crowded altar.
He's the god of the wilderness, of the herds and the people who keep them, a faun-shaped power with the horns and legs of a goat, rooted in Arcadia, running alongside Dionysus with the fir tree sacred to him and offerings of milk and honey. He carries the pipes whose story never stops aching: the syrinx is the nymph Syrinx herself, and when he plays, he plays her. He's fertility and untamed desire, the raw green pulse of everything alive. He's also the god whose name lives in the word panic, the sudden wild terror of the lonely places. Awe and fear in one goat-footed body. At this size, you get to take it all with you. TAKE IT ALL, BABY!
Who he's for: devotees of Pan; witches who work wild, green, and untamed magic; anyone building a portable or travel altar; forest-walkers, musicians, and threshold-crossers; folks who want the horned god close when they head into the trees.
Why this piece: cold cast bronze gives real weight and metallic depth without the real-bronze price. He sits heavy and substantial in the hand. Small enough to be discreet, detailed enough to be worthy. And he's the natural companion to the Pocket Hecate: the lord of the wild and the queen of the crossroads, two liminal deities of the edge-places, sized to walk beside you together.
3" cold cast bronze. Sculpted by Jeff Cullen. In-store, local pickup, or shipped.
