Last Fall I wandered through a flea market in Mexico City with Tania Franco Klein while she searched for props that might exist in the world of her photographs. Among the morning’s spoils were a few questionable (aren’t they all?) old dolls, two pairs of glasses, a large piece of glass whose original function remains a mystery, an unreasonably large chess set, and an equally tiny deck of classic Lotería gambling cards. Klein is always hunting, chasing a feeling or emotion that she aims to capture in her work. Some paths loop back on themselves; false peaks, detours, and enticing distractions are all part of the process, but it’s often the apparent dead ends where the breakthroughs occur. In her latest…