A cryptic artifact . . . is the source of endless fascination in this alluring annotated reproduction. It might be a delicious intrigue cooked up by Borges: a manuscript of fuzzy provenance, consisting of 52 paintings, rests unvisited on the shelves of a library for generations. Rediscovered, it proves fascinating. These cryptic visions from the trunk of a tree are captivating and beguiling. James Elkins has created a most strange and singular book about a most strange and singular book. This might be the strangest book I have ever come across.