Tuesday, December 7, 2010
This Our Lady was in the church in the little village of El Cedral on Cozumel Island. As you can see, she is a bit flirtatious and has a sort of sixties sensibility. I believe whoever painted this charming madonna was painting outside the lines of tradition. A pink gown and green veil? Almost a travesty.
But I like her. She is friendly. More of a friend you could chat with, complain about your husband and your children to rather than a Sacred Mother you'd pray to.
A Sister-Mother. A Mother-Friend.
A woman who would understand how annoying it is when you've had your hair done and put on your prettiest apron and made your husband's favorite meal and he didn't come home for hours and hours, preferring to sit at the bar and drink cervezas with those other stinkin' hombres rather than come home to YOU!
Yeah. This Our Lady would understand and click her tongue and laugh when you told her you threw the tamales right out the door for the chickens and went to bed and left the lights off and when he came in, he stumbled and broke his toe on the leg of the sofa.