Alex Stoddard: Recluse (2012)

The Hermit by Ludwig Sckell

Hi! I'd like some help IDing my new roommate

📍 Mexico City

Your new roommate looks like a recluse in the genus Loxosceles, possibly Loxosceles tenochtitlan given the location and assuming there are no lookalikes in your area. The eyes would confirm it as they have 6 instead of 8 that are grouped in pairs. It does appear to have the signature violin on its head, but there are other species that have similar-looking markings and it's easier to tell from directly above. Male Kukulcania look very similar but I don't see the giant pedipalps I'd expect on one of those.

If I've got the ID right, I'd exercise caution and put it outside just in case - they are not aggressive but can bite if trapped in clothing/against skin accidentally.

Doodles

Louis-Candide Boulanger (1806-1867) - La Recluse (Notre Dame de Paris), 1833

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she would've been the perfect Black Widow villain (for the movie)

you're telling me, you're making a Natasha movie without including her biggest hater?

I want to stay home and never talk to people ever again.

Rebecca Makkai, from I Have Some Questions for You

tocatling and dusclimb

tocatling (tocatl, nahuatl for spider)

based on Loxosceles tenochtitlan, or the Tenochtitlan recluse, recluse spiders donr make complex webs like other spiders, they are ambush predators and use their webs to move around instead.

in mexica mythology spiders where seen as one of the animals that represented mictlan (the underworld) and Mictlantecuhtli (lord of the dead), whos also known as Tzontémoc (the one who hangs upside down) this in reference to him being the "black sun" which rises in the land of the dead after the normal sun goes down in our world

[Mictlantecuhtli] [spiders in mexican mythology, warning: will download a pdf of a magazine article]

Drowning in the dark

Some nights I don't want to talk

I can feel it better when we lie to ourselves

You don't feel at all

Don't hope

We can make it out

Talk slow

We can take it now

Slip away

There's nothing left to keep us here

Good morning, friends. 😁😁😁

31 January 2024

I was going to ride my motorcycle yesterday. I went out to the small garage, opened the garage door, then I saw a woodpecker, so I ended up sitting in the backyard with my camera. The motorcycle ride would have broken my streak, I haven't left the confines of my property in over a week. I don't have agoraphobia, exactly, it just seems that I have everything I need right here. Going somewhere else seems to be a bother. Even when we eat out, we usually eat in and order through one of those new delivery services like Door Dash. It's getting close to haircut time though.

“A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.” - Dean Koontz, Velocity

If They Came To Recluse's Universe

Hobie:*leading everyone into Recluse's dimension* I gotta warn you guys. He's a bit...much. Pavitr:*shrugging* He makes up nicknames on the spot and tries to be cool. He's nice but, nerdy. Gwen:*hadn't met him*...so why are we going to him then? Hobie:*turning slightly* He's made sure that Miguel can't hop into his dimension thanks to some deal he made with this Universe's Sorcerer Supreme. Miles:*looking around* So where is he? Recluse:*drops out of nowhere* Hello fellow spider-folks~ *shakes Hobie's hand* Good to see ya, Dork. *pats Pavitr's shoulder* Acrobat! Fun to have you here. *shakes Gwen's hand* Nice to meet ya, Ballerina. *fist bumps Miles* Hey, little dude. Miles:*confused*...but, I'm taller than you?

Marvel's Voices: Spider-Verse #1 - "Recluse Endangerment" (2023)

written by Cheryl Lynn Eaton art by Julian Shaw & Andrew Dalhouse