On a visit to the temple I asked â€œAnd how many virgins are there?â€ The answer I got was only one, â€œThe Virgin Maryâ€. I did not understand the answer and asked â€œThen why does it seem like there are so many?â€ â€œShe is the same but they gave her name of the place where she appearedâ€, was the reply. My childish mind began to imagine the reason why all of them were pretty and were dressed as rich ladies of yesteryear. I would turn to see the ladies that were next to me and I imagined them dressed like the virgins from the temple â€“ an old virgin, or a paralytic virgin. I thought that if God and the virgin were universal, then why were there no poor virgins or why had I never seen an obese virgin. Later, I began to create a series of images that filled that void within the Catholic â€œvirginaryâ€. Virgins who because of their characteristics were never presented to the faithful believers, since they were not part of the known stereotype of perfection. So, today I present a series of virgins that exist in my imagination, but were never shown to the universal religious collective â€“ hidden virgins that create a visual rift between what is already known and what was never taught to us. Virgins, who desacralize the popular model of virtue, but who today in the twenty-first century, could very well be included among that select group of spotless women.