I'm afraid I cannot join in the chorus of praise for this museum. The exhibition is very small, with hardly any really impressive pieces of furniture or objects. And dressed-up staff really puts me off. My recommendation would be: once inside the building, don't enter the museum, but walk up the wonderfully decorated spiral stairs. On the top floor, there is a miniscule and unassuming, but much more authentic second museum, the former apartment and atelier of Janis Rozentāls; visit that one instead.
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