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My relationship with photography dates to elementary school when my family moved into a house with a darkroom. I spent most of my childhood there. In junior high I happed upon Cheryl Tiegs modeling for a shoot in Washington Square. I poached some frames. The pics scored me the job of photo editor of our high school newspaper. This was my big break because my then-classmate Jimmy Hirsch went on to be a staff writer for the New York Times. He somehow talked them into giving me an actual assignment. It went well and they gave me a couple more. It was official. I could legitimately say I shot for the New York Times. That was 1986. A couple thousand assignments later, I have begrudgingly lived through the transition from film to digital. As a reprieve, I have adopted a forgotten photographic process, the photogravure, and am diving deeply into its preservation. My wife, Hilary, whose patience, maturity and wisdom netted us three now-grown children is so supportive of my photogravure obsession that even when she can’t sleep, she asks about it…