What an utterly satisfactory phrase. I wish I’d thought of it. The phrase appears early in The History
of the Society of Iconophiles, published in 1930.
These friends of William Loring Andrews encouraged him in
his mission to counter the growing reliance on photography, and
help save the masterful art of engraving.
The men, the Iconophiles, contracted with the finest engravers of the
time to make images of the city they loved. New York City.
Hurray for these men.
And a special hurray to riverrun’s treasured bibliomaniacal
friends.
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