H. Pettijohn

A two-panel comic of a monkey-like humanoid yelling and brandishing a gun at a panicked robot. In the first panel, a blue chrome robot holds its arms up in a defensive pose as it hunches over. A caption at the bottom of the panel reads, in all caps: "Why won't you love me, Crumbs? I'll be anything you want me to be!" In the second panel, a monkey-like humanoid with reddish-orange skin and blonde hair wears an angry expression and holds one hand in the air; her hand notably has paw pads on the fingertips and palm. Wing-like flaps extend from both of her wrists, and she holds a silver handmade gun in her other hand. A caption at the bottom of the panel reads: "I want you to be dead!"

Crumbs is getting real close to blasting a few holes in this dirty stinkin' robot if it keeps up this nonsense.

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A digital illustration of a peregrine falcon diving through grayscale clouds on its back. The falcon is mostly white, and it has a yellow beak and feet, blueish wingtips with brown bands, and a brown cap on its head. It also has a blue eye that glows. To the right of the image is a color palette, and the name Stormguide underlined and in all caps.

Stormguide. As this peregrine falcon streaks across the skies, it generates powerful thunderstorms in its wake.

A cropped image of a digital sketch of two monkey-like humanoids leaning close to each other. The girl on the left is sticking her tongue out, and she has black sclerae and a side ponytail. The girl on the right is grinning, and she has short, wild hair and prominent sideburns.

Sorry for the lack of activity on here, I get into periods where I forget that social media exists LOL

WIP sketch of lesbian monkeys be upon ye (featuring a young Crumbs!)

Illustration of a Barn Owl in flight.

Barn Owl illustration. From my book A Field Guide to Cape Cod, Yale University Press. a.co/d/eK4A0sd
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i'm thinking about that shrew

black and white map drawing depicting a sinuous river making banks and islands before ending on the sea. there are many woods, cliffs, hills, lakes, caves and rocks on the landscape, as well as big mountains on the top of the map, one of which has a huge cave that looks like a toothed mouth.

🧭 Clawfoot Creek complete final line art map. 🗺️

A map for Cryptid Creeks.

#ttrpg #fantasyart #art #cartography #indierpg

An illustration featuring a leopard shark, bat ray, and the California state marine fish: the garibaldi. They are swimming next to giant kelp and illustrated on a vibrant blue background.

A lil tribute to the kelp forests along the California coast 🌊✨

Leptictidium

A digital painting of a brown and white parasaurolophus dinosaur lying in a bed of golden horsetails with an abstract forest behind her.

I just luvs them.

A cropped image of a digital sketch of two monkey-like humanoids leaning close to each other. The girl on the left is sticking her tongue out, and she has black sclerae and a side ponytail. The girl on the right is grinning, and she has short, wild hair and prominent sideburns.

Sorry for the lack of activity on here, I get into periods where I forget that social media exists LOL

WIP sketch of lesbian monkeys be upon ye (featuring a young Crumbs!)

#DNDChat Let's jump right into another session recap!

The party made their way through the Deep Astral unhindered and finally began their approach toward Realmspace--and home. During the journey, Crumbs and Helix worked together to forge a fake Astrarium to hand over to the Crown.

Quick thumbnail sketches of Two Medicine Formation and Cloverly Formation environments.

I have been enjoying doing these environment sketches in what little time I have.

Illustration of a sparrow perched on a shrub branch.

Song Sparrow. Illustration from my book A Field Guide to Cape Cod, Yale University Press. a.co/d/eK4A0sd
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work in progress of a crinoid 3D model, this particular one has arms that branch out and split into more arms in a fractal manner, very tedious to model.

Ugh too many arms
#WIP #crinoid #SciArt #3Dmodelling

Photo of a very small bee on Philadelphus Belle Etoile

Photo of a very small bee on Philadelphus Belle Etoile

Photo of a very small bee on Philadelphus Belle Etoile

Photo of a very small bee on Philadelphus Belle Etoile

I found this teeny-tiny little bee on the Philadelphus in the garden - very impressive mandibles! Could anyone tell me what genus/species she might be? Lasioglossum?
(I’m in NE England)
#bees #invertebrates #wildlife

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Multi-photo sequence of a bumble bee taking off from the center of a coneflower.

Brown-Belted Bumble Bee (Bombus griseocollis) liftoff from Coneflower. North Haven, CT, USA, June, 2024.

🧪🌿🌎 #sciart #wildlife #scicomm #sciviz #sciphotography #sciphoto #scientificillustration #naturephoto #naturephotography #visualscicomm #sciviz #scicomm #insects #bees #InsectApocalypse

Illustration of an Osprey in flight, with wings spread wide.

Osprey illustration. From my book A Field Guide to the Connecticut River, Yale University Press, 2024. a.co/d/hIabRmS
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Illustration of an immature Osprey perched on a dead tree branch.

Osprey illustration. From my book A Field Guide to The Mid-Atlantic Coast, Yale University Press, a.co/d/6rKgbMQ
🧪🌿🌎🪶 #sciart #wildlife #scicomm #sciviz #wildlifeart #illustration #scientificillustration #natureart #visualscicomm #sciviz #scicomm #birds #birdart #osprey #obx

It’s hard to convince yourself that everything is going to be ok in the face of someone like Sloan. Theo had tried to put up the arrogant front of a deeply unimpressed teenager, however his failure was evident in her shades, where he could see the reflection of his own uncertainty in his eyes. They watched the face of the predators before him with a primal calculation gear towards survival. Her smile was the foremost object of disturbance. It was distinctly wrong. A little too wide and crowded with jaggard hyena-like teeth. It could, arguably, hold a candle to the definition of a maw. The fact that her skin was scored with a hash of pale scars didn’t help the impression either, it told the story of someone not easily dissuaded from any given intention. All this set in the backdrop of a mane of black hair with webs of silver that Theo himself still had decades to possess. She raised one eyebrow behind her shades. Theo noted it too, and smoked his joint with a sinking feeling. Even in the bright, safe light of the beach they stood on, Theo estimated that he was the nameless victim in the prologue of a horror. If only he was so lucky. This is not in fact the prologue, this is chapter one and he is the P.O.V.

On a wet road in a dim foggy forest, a werewolf so dark it could be described as a silhouette with white eyes, looms over a young man laying on the tarmac in a frozen state of fight or flight. The young man is in a dark pink hoodie which contrasts with the otherwise cool, dark pallet of the scene.

In the darkest hours of the night and under the pouring rain a young man is being kidnapped. He’s over the shoulder of an indifferent woman and being carried up the gangplank onto a cruise ship that sits dark in the greenish blue night with orange lights glowing out of cabin windows. He is struggling and desperately reaching for the railing in a futile attempt to free himself. The woman doesn’t heed him. With a rucksack over one shoulder and him over the other, she strides into the orange light of the waiting ship. 

A painting with a nostalgic feeling of two young men, in the rain at dusk, walking down a street with their backs to the viewer.  Above them the clouds are purple and fringed with the orange of a setting sun. Power lines cross above the street between the dark suburban house and the road is so slick with rain that it ripples and reflects the street lights and the young men. The shorter young man, Theo, is offering the other, Miles, some chips from a packet. They are both soaking wet and don’t seem to care.

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... And that's it for this session! I realized that we'd never talked as a party about what information to give Crux, so I had to panic-lie during some roleplay in the moment. Crumbs rolled pretty low on her deception, so we'll have to see what happens next session!

Annoyed at the lack of information, Crux gives them minimal payment and grumbles at them to go on their way. Not wanting to spend a moment longer around someone that gets her feathers all ruffles, Crumbs quickly exits The Edge and stalks out onto the streets of the Rock.

They give as little information to Crux as they can while still trying to appear helpful. Crumbs mentions that they found potential magical sources and harvested plenty of materials, but that there was no artifact to be found. She further avoids even directly mentioning the Astrarium's name.

She's a little mad at Crux--she knows he's still working with their old boss, and that he's the one sending Skrunks. She's hurt that one of the only people she considers a friend seems to be working against her, and it makes her feel better whenever Bob annoys him or ruins a deal.

The party makes their way to The Edge, and Crumbs sends in Bob to interrupt whatever Crux is up to, as is tradition. The poor astral elf is caught in the middle of his dinner as Bob jumps into a long story about their latest journey. Crux sends a desperate look to Crumbs, but she just shrugs.

While at the spelljammer, she reels Skrunks' still-floating barrel back in and threatens him to get out of her sight as fast as he can. His legs pop out of the bottom of the barrel, and she watches as he stumbles down the docks and back into the city.

This one was from the Crown, and they've been instructed to attend a dinner at Starhaven the next evening. While any meeting with 'the man' was nervewracking, Crumbs couldn't help but look forward to another fancy dinner. She knew she was easily won over with food, and she didn't care.

Not wanting to make an even bigger situation, Crumbs ushers everyone down the street and back to the spelljammer. She suggests they all gather their effects--and their emotions--before making their way to The Edge to meet Crux. Back at the Blue Susan, the crew informs them another messenger came.