Where to Find Them
Votive shrines can be found everywhere, but they are especially present in the oldest and most traditional neighbourhoods:
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Spanish Quarters (Quartieri Spagnoli)
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Rione Sanità
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Forcella
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Materdei
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Pendino
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Mercato
Many are tucked into blind corners, at the end of narrow alleys, at eye level, or embedded in the stone of a wall. There is no official map — they must be sought out by walking slowly and with an attentive eye.
What They Represent
At their centre is almost always the figure of the Virgin Mary, often depicted as the Immaculate Conception, but shrines also include San Gennaro, Saint Joseph, Saint Anthony, the Child Jesus, and even less canonical representations — such as devotional secular images, photographic ex‑votos, or laminated holy cards.
Each shrine has a story: it may have originated from a grace received, a tragedy, a private vow, or a community gesture. Some bear a date, inscription, or name. Others are silent but eloquent, inhabited by artificial flowers, burnt‑down candles, mirrors, shells, photographs, and personal objects.
Surprising Details and Curiosities
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Some shrines are fitted with neon lights or switches linked to the building’s electrical system — lighting them becomes a ritual gesture.
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In some alleys, several shrines stand only a few metres apart, as if every family wanted its own protection.
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There are “hybrid” shrines where the Madonna stands alongside a photo of Maradona, a grandmother’s holy card, or an image of Padre Pio.
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Some micro‑altars feature cushions, curtains, fresh flowers, and miniature furniture, as if they were tiny living rooms for the soul.
Folk Art and Preservation
Many artists and photographers — both Neapolitan and non‑local — have documented this phenomenon over the years, seeing it as one of the most genuine forms of urban folk art. Some cultural associations have mapped and helped protect these shrines, and there are alternative tourist routes that let visitors discover them as hidden masterpieces.
In Naples, faith opens onto the sidewalk.
It doesn’t need silence — it needs presence.
And these small altars remind us of that every day.