The Virgin of Guadalupe: Art and Legend
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The Virgin of Guadalupe is a brilliant art book that celebrates a popular cultural icon, a venerable symbol of compassion, hope, and humility-and one of the most popular pieces of ancient art ever created. Featuring color photographs, bilingual English and Spanish captions, and an evocative essay, the book includes lyrical quotes from Aztec legends, miraculous apparitions, storied histories, and colorful folklore.
John Annerino is the photographer and author of seventeen distinguished photography books, including the award-winning Desert Light, Indian Country, Vanishing Borderlands, Canyons of the Southwest, The Wild Country of Mexico, and Roughstock: The Toughest Events in Rodeo. His work has also appeared in National Geographic Adventure, LIFE, Newsweek, People, Scientific American, Time, and Travel & Leisure. He lives in Tucson, Arizona.
Celebrating one of the most beloved world icons through art and prose
Villa, Chihuahua, México. The Virgin of the Angels, facade statues, Our Lady of Loneliness Parochial Church, Irapuato, Guanajuato, México. La Virgen de Los Ángeles, estatuas de la fachada de la Parroquia de Nuestra Señora de la Soledad, Irapuato, Guanajuato, México. A Revelation “[There] appeared in the sky a great signal: a woman clothed with the sun, with a moon under her feet, and over her head a crown of twelve stars.” —Casiodoro de Reina, 1569 Revelation 12:1, La Biblia antigua
Julio, he had proven to be a Don Juan Matus, “a man of knowledge,” who guided me throughout the Bajío to feed my inquisitiveness and to show me what he called México Mágico , “Magic Mexico.” His friendly charm had often worked its own magic, opening secret doors that would have otherwise remained closed. Julio explained to Señor Bustos that we were photographers—and that we certainly knew how such photographs were faked. Sr. Bustos, an amiable but diplomatic man, agreed to show us the stones, if
resumes the slow, tortuous work of prying apart the hard slab. The fist-size stone rolls over his huarache again. He tosses the stone back into the heap, muttering “Madre de Dios,” only to watch in disbelief as it rolls back down over his calloused feet. Impatient, he pushes the sombrero back on his head and smashes the stone with the iron bar, splitting it in half. When he glimpses the Virgen del Carmen mirrored on opposite faces of the cleaved stone, he drops to his knees, bows his head to
certainly nothing grandiose. Julio is a widely respected photographer. The Bajio is his home. But Sr. Bustos told us it was impossible and nodded to Sra. López to put the stones back in the box. Julio tried another tack, the stones were so close. “Mi amigo Juan,” Julio began, “he has journeyed very far. Where he comes from, the people don’t see such miracles. Certainly, this one time, the Norteamericanos can see a little miracle—with your generous help, of course?” Sr. Bustos looked at me. I
Guadalupe that day into the crowded streets of the Calzada de Guadalupe outside La Villa. Stalls, vendors, and tiendas offered myriad renditions of the Virgin of Guadalupe wherever I looked. La Villa was both the birthplace and crossroads for the Virgin of Guadalupe, which traveled in many directions around the world, first by ship in 1541 when Admiral Giovanni Andrea Doria carried a copy of the Virgin of Guadalupe onboard when he defeated Ottoman Turks in the Battle of Lepanto in the