“(…) at times, photography operates alchemically, releasing the mystery of things devoid of mystery. Suddenly, it questions us: has it brought to light what was once concealed? or is coming into the light precisely what turns the clear into secrecy? when photography produces an image, it infiltrates estrangement into the habitual: the lamppost, the stone, the plant, the concrete. but how, and why? what capacity is this—to release (as a magician’s wand might) the voice of that which does not speak? at what moment (and in what manner) did everyday objects become suspect? and of what?” — Cláudia Linhares Sanz.