Holy Virgin of Guadalupe, I ask you to look after my husband Ramiro, a fisherman. Save him from the apparition of the mermaid who enchants the fishermen.
Retablo by Luz Cadena
Holy Virgin of Guadalupe, I ask you to look after my husband Ramiro, a fisherman. Save him from the apparition of the mermaid who enchants the fishermen.
Retablo by Luz Cadena
I dedicate this exvoto to Saint James the Apostle for the great talent of a Mexican artist Rufino Tamayo. His modernism works are acknowledged on the international level and he’s considered one of the most important Mexican painters of the XX century, along with Group of Three (Rivera, Siqueiros y Orozco).
Miguel R. \ Mexico
Retablo by Gonzalo Palacios
I thank God and Saint Thomas Aquinas for I was removed from my bed to become the main grace of the circus. Because I was rescued like Rapunzel, now I have a job and I could get out of my depression showing that God loves everything that exists.
Retablo by Emmanuel Espín
Anselmo Barrientos was resting after the work in the field. He was drinking pulque when the bony Death appeared. Anselmo wasn’t a young man, but still he had no desire to die yet. He prayed the Lord of Blue Eye. The Lord scared the Death away, and it left Anselmo in peace.
Texcoco, Mexico, 1923
Retablo by Gustavo Villeda
We thank Jesus Malverde for his favors and for one more year of successful deliveries of drugs to the gringos with the submarine that our boss ordered.
Sinaloa, Mexico, 2006
Retablo by Daniel Fénix García-Rico
My colleague from the route and I were racing against each other. We were going under a red light and almost hit some people crossing the street. I thank Saint Jude Thaddeus for we managed to come to our senses in time and understood that we have to drive carefully to not cause an accident and hurt innocent people with our foolery.
Pascual Carreon, Mexico City
Retablo by Flor Palomares
In the evening I go to a tree and rub my member against it. Forgive me, Virgin.
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
I was frying my garnachas and got burnt, but thanks to Saint Paschal I recovered.
Lulu Cañas
Retablo by Jorge Bonola
Gumaro Perez a sore in his crotch from scratching the saddle. Since no remedy would help him he entrusted himself to Saint Jude Thaddeus. He was healed, and he thanks for that.
Puebla, 1917
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
A giant spider used to build his web over my bed every night, and it looked me down with its devil eyes. At the mornings there was no spider. I cleaned up the web, but the next night it started all over again. Finally, after many prayers to Saint Barbara, I had a dream in which the saint pierced the spider with her sword. So the next night the spider didn’t come. I thank for that.
Valentina Suarez, November 3, 1946
Xalapa, Mexico
Retablo by Carlos Hurtado
Virgin of Guadalupe, we ask you to be always together and happy like on the day of the wedding.
Adrian & Michelle
Retablo by Rogelio Peña
When we were coming back from our honeymoon at the beaches of Puerto Escondido in Oaxaca… and we could lost our lives by negligence. My wife implored the Virgin of Juquila for protection, and now we thank for her miracle.
Lupe and Pedro from Mexico City, 10–May–2010
Retablo by Alfredo Vilchis
On my tenth pregnancy, when I brought Luisita to the world, I went mad. One day I left the house and started wandering. I walked at the streets, they called me the Cat Lady, and I lived on the benches in the Alameda park. But one day Ruperto found me, and when I saw my baby I recovered. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe.
Rosario Peña
Retablo by Medora García