María Moreno says on the back cover: "When she writes, Inés Ulanovsky seems to be reading photographs: deliberately concise, she is realistic in not getting lost in metaphors that obscure the nakedness of the object (or she is faithful to those editorial photographers who dream that the notes be short so that their work appears larger). When she photographs, or chooses photographs, she leaves one speechless, precisely because what she shows tells a story that seems to speak volumes. She's brilliant: a documentarian who doesn't succumb to the totalitarianism of what she documents, fantasizing the image away from the document and towards art. Just look at her series Your Photos and Esma. Her photos can be read like a mystery storybook where the enigma that is revealed is always a photo (so 'reveal' retains all its meanings): the one of the man who found his identity by looking at a photo of his father, the one of the young man who was photographed before meeting and marrying him, the one who had a photo taken during a summer and it turns out it was where he would eventually die, the one who lost everything but regained it through photos from a photographer friend who, in doing so, convinced him he had a life... The photos in The Photos are not illustrative; they are rather evidence like those used to prove a crime (some are indeed: those of state terrorism), love talismans like those often worn in cameos, close to the heart. Text and photo are also performative: they recreate again and again the moment when, neither science nor technique, can explain how, from the bottom of a tray, on a blank sheet, an image emerges. Pure magic