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I was in a humanities class. There was an Escher exhibit a hundred miles away. I was not allowed to count my visit to the Escher exhibit as a necessary extracurricular "art experience" because Escher was deemed to not be an artist. To your point, the first Escher book I ever saw was owned by one of my math teachers.

Four years previously we all piled in the school bus to see the Armand Hammer Collection, despite the fact that it's mostly art stolen from Jews by the Soviets.