I had a bad accident but nothing serious happened with me.
Retablo by Javier Mayoral
I had a bad accident but nothing serious happened with me.
Retablo by Javier Mayoral
Felipe Ortega brings this retablo to the Holy Child of Atocha as gratitude for helming her from horrible pimples she got all over her stomach that even her belly button was inflated.
Tlatlauquitepec, 1928
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
We had been on an island for three years. We fell in love with each other. And then we were saved by a plane.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
Marcela Suarez thanks Saint James for her son played American football very well and thats why he received a grant for studying abroad. He will be the first in the family who will make a career.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for miraculously bringing my son back to me. He was lost for two days and two nights after we’d arrived to the town. He slipped out of my hand and I knew nothing about him until this very moment. Moreover, he is mentally challenged also. But I entrusted myself to the Holy Virgin and found him. Thank you, Virgin.
Carmen
October 21, 1975
Retablo by Daniel Vilchis
The sister Reyes, Lupita, Rosita and Margarita, skirmishers from Los Rosales ranch, thank Saint Michael the Archangel with this retablo because they do what they enjoy the most—the art of riding.
Zacatecas, 1964
Retablo by Flor Palomares
I thank the Lord for allowing me to make a living working for a famous carnival in North Dakota.
Retablo by Javier Mayoral
Virgin, thank you because I won the wrestling championship.
«The Red Wolf»
Arena Mexico — January 21, 1980
Retablo by David Mecalco
June 24, 1909, on the Saint John’s Eve, my old man was coming back from the field and met a ghost of a hanged man. I thank Saint Augustine for protecting my old man and his donkey from such danger.
Charcas, S.L.P., 1909
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
Virgin of San Juan, thank you for your help. I went to the cattle yard to give some water to Chaparro (The Shorty). That’s how I call my bull because he wouldn’t grow. I didn’t notice he wasn’t tied, and I thought he was sleeping as usual. But the bull chased me and pierced my leg. The wound wasn’t deep but the blow was so strong, I was kicked out of the yard.
Jacinto Felix
Tlaxcala, 1975
Retablo by Viridiana Canseco Hernández
The bar “El Atorón” was at the point of bankruptcy. Eve flies didn’t visit it. But the lady-owner prayed to Saint Martin, and things went better again. She thanks the saint with this retablo for her place prosperity.
Gudelia Coyotzi
Cholula, 1939
Retablo by Flor Palomares
1945, Puebla, the baker Tiburcio Ruiz found himself in danger when he was almost bitten by a rabid dog. He entrusted himself to Saint James and was delivered from such horror. He thanks with this ratable because he got out safe and sound.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
The things in the Felipe Gonzalez’ newspaper kiosk had been going well until it was demolished by a truck. Felipe thanks the Virgin of Guadalupe because he managed to restore the kiosk.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández