The conversion of the convent of San Francisco into a school of architecture in Havana, comes out of my omnipresent desire to work with old structures, my faith in architectural education, and my love for he city in which I was born. My intention was to propose an alternative to conventional restoration and preservation. From the mutilated body of the convent, and the seed of education planted by the monks the new school sprung. The memory of the lost limbs, still present in the city, began to materialize slowly, letting the old structure breathe again.