Objects Subjects

Photographs by Fernando Prats / Paintings Miguel Ruibal

Texts by Prats/Ruibal



Prologue by Pedro Meyer



What visual magic gives birth to the complicity of these collectable engravings, these first copies of, I insist, an almost secret tarot?



Which are the spring mechanisms that get us involved in the content of this book, up to the point of getting back to its pages over and over again?



What makes this whole formed by engravings and book so harmonic, so complementary?