I thank the Lord for allowing some folks to find meaning in their lives by complaining, censoring and reporting others.

I thank God for showing me the shortest way to hideout when I was scared.

I thank the Lord for giving me the idea to make my cow more interesting just by painting Sartre’s face on her sirloin area.

Thank you, Holy God, for having had G. Courbet paint “L’origine du Monde” since now I can pretend this aint just another perverted drawing of mine but an hommage to the masterpiece.

I thank God for helping me to cure the sick animals that people bring to me. I always entrust myself to St. Anthony the Great, and thank to him I have patience to foster the sick.

Dr. Samuel Contreras
Guanajuato
January 22, 1982

It’s Anthony the Great in the caption, but Anthony from Padua on the picture.

I dedicate this retablo to the Lord because I got the most amazing bathroom with a big mirror, an armchair and even a bidet for washing the genitalia.

May you be blessed, my God and my Virgin of Guadalupe. One night I couldn’t sleep because I felt the presence of the famous Weeping Woman. I was so scared, and my husband, Amador Ramirez, was calmly sleeping and didn’t help me. I start praying, and suddenly I felt how instead of a fear, a peace came to my heart. Nothing bad happened to me.

Rosa Maria Lopez
Ranch Alegre, Jalisco, Mexico
November 2, 1966

The Weeping Woman is a legendary Mexican character, a ghost of a mother weeping about her dead children.

With great joy, I give thanks to God and the Virgin of Guadalupe for such a big favor. I thought I’d never get married because my best years were behind me. But one day my boyfriend, who went in USA few years ago, returned. He proposed me, and I gladly accepted his proposal, because he is the love of my life. He organized a very cute wedding for me.

Lupita Gonzalez & Amador Ramirez
Celaya, Guanajuato
June 5, 1986

I only hope that when you’ll decide to end my life, you will open the gate to the celestial Kingdom for me, even though I sold my soul to Lucifer.

Thank God, my fiancé and I went on our honeymoon to San Miguel de Allende, the cradle of the Bicentennial independence.

Today, December 31, 1950, I, Leopoldo Gutierrez, thank you, my Lord, for my release. I was accused in crime I hadn’t committed. I didn’t lose my faith in you, and I prayed. Now, when my innocence was cleared, I bring this retablo.

I thank the Lord for Maine lobster.

Venerable Saint Lazarus. After waiting for so many years, finally there is a female Pope. Praise Jesus! Glory to God! We have read and written so many feminist books, and finally, you have heard our prayers. Thank you! We will not let you down!