Eviction in SF

Some good friends of ours are being evicted from their home of more than ten years.  They put up a sign in their window (much to the chagrin of the new owners of the building, heh heh!) reflecting that fact.  Stories of evictions are ever present in SF these days, hanging uneasily in the air everywhere you go.  It is certainly wrenching to witness it at close range.

I went to do a sketch of it, and it was kind of a bizarre experience.  It was a beautiful afternoon, people were idly lazing about in the park with their dogs, this cry of despair from the building hanging over them.  Did it give them pause?  Who can say.  One fellow was doing his qi gong exercises nearby, completely immersed within himself; not far from him, a homeless guy was sprawled out.  Truly, a microcosm of San Francisco today.