I’m an S.F. native, and though I’ve seen the place, I’ve never been in the SFAI. My father was once there on business, selling some equipment to the school. He described it as a hippie, weirdo place where the long-haired “art students” smoked dope in the courtyard on their breaks (this was long before cannabis was legal or as popular as it is now).
(If Eric could’ve only looked 50 years into the future.)