In this article, I want to share with you how I make my paper miniature figurines for table-top role-playing games. In the grand Pathfinder tradition, I’ll be using goblins as my example.
The crow tengu are one of my favorite creatures from Japanese mythology.
I also make artwork, and here are two samples. Made in Serif Draw Plus, a free vector graphics program.
Man-made climate change. Vaccines and autism. GMO safety. Pseudoscience debunking of all kinds. Contention and controversy on these studied issues and more cause roadblocks in our knowledge and societies. It is when willful ignorance becomes the jagged dividing rocks on which the waters of the tested knowledge crash and break. This is especially true, and damning, when the issue is made political (whether it needs to be or not). “But why?” Achenbach’s article explores. “I see … so what to do about it?” and think aloud, in response. This analysis was my attempt, given the content of the article, to develop some science communication strategies that can be used in discussions, classrooms, and communities.
A leaf, crimson red, falls into the water and floats on top. It flows down the stream, like a tiny boat in autumn colors sailing on the gentle water's flow. Above, the orange sky of dusk fades lazily in from the afternoon. Below, a carp swims in the opposite direction. Upstream. The koi is old. He was once a captive creature, the pet of nobles, bred for show, that like so many others were released into the wild. He swims forward against the current, with deliberate intent but pacing himself. He remembers the climb from previous years, and in his age knows that this will likely be his last attempt.
“Remember, we need to reach the bottom of the underground lake,” Len told her companions. “I need to put the catalyst there: it’s the only way it will restore everyone’s water supply, and have us be rid of the acid.” Asoka nodded and led them on into the tunnels, carrying a torch. Bosu, Lohuan and Fabia followed behind with Len, who would periodically prod at puddles on the ground with the butt of her spear. The cavern walls were wet, and in some places slick with a film of slime. It was not long into their descent into the darkness that their progress was paused by a pool of water that reeked with a sour, biting stench.