We were visited by unrest souls. Thanks they only came to give us good advices.

I dedicate this memory to my Holy Virgin of the Rosary from Talpa for the great miracle she worked for me by saving my life form the imminent danger when I got under the water of Mexican gulf after our plane fell down. My partner Ancil Neal Womack died and I survived ten distressed days, by the mercy of the waves, without food or water, not to mention other dangers that pursued me.

Matamoros, Tamaulipas
February 19, 1948

Aviator pilot Esteban de Leon Ch.

Don Venustiano Hernandez’ cows ran away from his land, and he was sad and desperate because he looked for them everywhere but couldn’t find them. He begged Saint Anthony the Great to help him get the cows back, and few days later he found them safe and sound. He thanks for that.

Saltillo, Coahuila

Ramon Telles got drunk and went flirting with a girlfriend of a wrestler, but the wrestler kicked his ass. He thanks Saint Jude because he just got out of the hospital…

I dedicate this exvoto to the Lord of the Wonders for the life and works of Salvador Dali. One of the most original painters and showmen who ever lived, the great Dali has influenced millions of people and remains one of my greatest inspirations.

Raul H., Mexico

I thank God in the sky because one day, when my father was speaking on his cel and didn’t see me doing cartwheels in the supermarket cart, I fell down and broke my forehead, and he brought me to the hospital, and they stitched up my forehead, and my brains didn’t blow out.

Gymnast, 4 years

I thank the White Dog and the Coyote for making me a company on this journey when I cross the desert and the border to get to the US at the age of 8. I witness my gratitude for that.

Guadalupe Maravilla, February 4, 1984

I’d like to thank Saint Emerald who has protected me and didn’t let me die during the quarantine because I didn’t listen anyone and kept going out on the street to sell my products—I deal with an artificial butter from India. With my earnings, I went to secret parties. No neighbor reported us, no police came over, so I could always get laid with the most flexible bodies of my neighborhood and didn’t catch an AIDS. I never wore my mask because I was always confident in Saint Emerald. I kissed people during the 210th [Independence celebration] and in the subway. I didn’t wear gloves or condoms, and the empty city seemed given entirely to my solitude and hangover. Also, I’d like to thank for all the protection given me by the saints because I didn’t follow the protocol and secretly crossed sanitary cordons, and I have never—never—got COVID. I didn’t receive any paycheck, but this day Saint Emerald gave me a candy on the street.

Ultrazone, August 2020

An eagle tried to take one of our sheep but thanks to the Virgin of Guadalupe had to drop it because it was too heavy, and the animal didn’t get hurt very much by falling down.

November 2, 1969

I thank Juan the Soldier for giving me courage to grab on the plane going to the United States. Although, I could’ve lost my life, I arrived well and found job.

Jose Sanchez Saldivar
Calpulalpan, Tlaxcala, 1965

The Umbrellas clown thanks Saint Genesius for that day when his leg went numb and the wire got so tense it broke. Fortunately, the Twisted clown who was passing near by took him upon himself so he didn’t even got hurt, and now they are inseparable.

Huamantla, Tlaxcala, 2011

With the humble exvoto, I’d like to thank Saint Pancras because the talented actress Adrienne Barbeau did an excellent job in the classical movie “Escape from New York” in which she portrayed women who, apart from being beautiful, are also strong.

Samuel Tapia, Mexico City

We thank Saint Jude for the incredible vacation we spent in Zipolite.

Alice & Karen