Easels, benches, broken pieces of glass, textile and ceramic projects and every other kind of unclaimed artwork have been dragged out of the building. You can imagine what a hard time I had not walking away with everything on the street.
On the renovated side of the courtyard, new windows, plaster and mosaics adorn the alma mater of Constantine Brancusi.
A few rough patches still show on the fixed-up side, but it's more than half way to beaux-arts beautiful. I wish I knew when they were getting rid of that door.