At the office of the Dean of the New School for Social Research (once upon a time Graduate Faculty for Social and Political Science) today
I was pleased and amused to find the portrait of Clara Mayer. Pleased because she deserves the recognition, amused because this was a division she had little to do with. Amused and pleased in a similar way to find the watercolor of the opening of the Ecole Libre in 1942. 
(I hadn't noticed the blonde co-eds waiting in the wings for the almost entirely male eminence grise fracophone before. Or Hunter College!)
(I hadn't noticed the blonde co-eds waiting in the wings for the almost entirely male eminence grise fracophone before. Or Hunter College!)