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On our way into Grand Marais one morning Diane and I spotted this raccoon at the side of the road. Returning an hour later we stopped so that I could draw it and Diane could draw wildflowers.
This was a beautiful young animal. My first sketch focused on the head. The left eyeball had been knocked out of the head. He was probably dead less than 2 hours. I was able to get a lot of details, especially about foot structure. While I drew, several people stopped, got out of their cars, and chatted. Diane's cousin, Phil, whom I'd met the day before, stopped. He told me that there weren't a lot of raccoons in the area; they were just migrating up. This was a bit of information that each passerby repeated. |
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