Creepy, Crawly & Totally Fabulous
‘Spiders Alive!’ at the American Museum of Natural History
By Edward Rubin
A red spider adorns the entrance to the museum, at least for a while.
Spiders! You may love them like Wilbur the pig in Charlotte’s Web, E. B. White’s classic children’s book or they may frightened you away like Little Miss Muffet eating her curds and whey. As for me, well, I wouldn’t want to find one climbing up my arm or falling on my head unexpectedly – I want to know exactly where they are at all times – but I have spent many a fascinating hour reading about them, watching them spin their webs, catch their prey, enjoy their meals, mate, tend to their eggs, and hatch the next generation. For a short time during my junior high school days I even kept a family of Black Widows in our garage, that is, until a roly-poly classmate of mine – there’s always one in every group – deliberately killed the entire widow family by spilling a beaker of sulfuric acid on them following a Show & Tell session. I suppose he thought he was saving the neighborhood.
Spiders have always fascinated me. And I am not alone. For decades, writers, artists, as well as filmmakers – the 1950s were especially rife with mutant killer spider B-movies – have turned hand and eye to bringing the spider to the public’s attention, frequently in demonic situations that stroke our unconscious, though deeply seated, fear of being bitten by a spider. Those suffering from arachnophobia (an active fear of spiders) have it worse. Amplifying this fear, they conjure up visions of being caught in a spider’s web, wrapped in silk, and having their blood sucked dry, a thought not too far removed from being attacked by a vampire. Movies have successfully capitalized on these themes. Think Twilight and Spiderman, both multi-billion dollar movie franchises. You can also throw in for good measure Spiderman: Turn Off the Dark, currently one of Broadway’s top moneymaking plays.
Out of the thousands of spider-centric artworks that have crossed my path – and I do collect them visually – the work of three artists, each portraying the spider in a different manner and medium, have managed to etch itself onto my brain. More often than not, first to come to mind when I think of spiders, is Arachnophobia, the 1990 American made horror comedy film. Hawked with the tag line, “Eight legs, two Fangs and an Attitude,” the story, which had me brushing imaginary spiders off my shoulders, centers on a newly discovered race of deadly Venezuelan spiders. A male spider accidentally transported to a small American town – in a coffin with a dead body no less – finds himself a mate who doing double duty multiplies aplenty. Soon, countless offspring begin to pick off the town's residents one by one. Three hundred and seventy-four, live but totally harmless, creepy crawly Avondale spiders from New Zealand were used in the movie.
Odilon Redon, "Crying Spider" 1881 Charcoal Drawing
Less well known are the exquisitely rendered spider drawings of French artist Odilon Redon (1840-1916). Working under the radar until J. K. Huysmans mentioned his work in his classic novel of decadence A Rebours (1884) – translated Against Nature – Redon takes on a more friendly anthropomorphic view of the spider. In Crying Spider (1881), the artist adds a human face to the spider’s body which art historians Katarzyna and Sergiusz Michalski suggest – in their fine little book Spider (Reaktion Books – 2010) — might be a depiction of the artist’s own mental anguish. In Smiling Spider, an 1881 lithograph, a grinning spider, with ten legs rather than the usual eight, is seen performing a lopsided dance. In a letter written to his wife just before he began his series, Redon relates the story of a spider he found on his red bolster, which he subsequently befriended and placed on a wall so ‘she’ could watch him work. Perhaps remembering Michelet’s description of the love life of spiders as the ‘dark romances of our ceiling’, the artist associates the spider with his beloved spouse.
Louise Bourgeois, "Spider," at the Tate Modern
The most wondrous of all contemporary spiders in art – “an ode to my mother” the artist is quoted as saying – belongs to Louise Bourgeois (1911-2010). Though producing art since the 1940s, it wasn’t until Maman (Mother), Bourgeois’ late nineties series of humungous spider sculptures – one sculpture is over 30 feet tall and 33 feet wide – that fame began to attach itself to her with museums all over the world standing in line to show, as well as buy one. “My mother was my best friend,” Bourgeois liked to say. “Like a spider, my mother was a weaver. My family was in the business of tapestry restoration, and my mother was in charge of the workshop. Like spiders, my mother was very clever. Spiders are friendly presences that eat mosquitoes. We know that mosquitoes spread diseases and are therefore unwanted. So, spiders are helpful and protective, just like my mother.” In 2011 one of Bourgeois’ Spider works sold for $10.7 million, a record price for the artist at auction, and the highest price paid for a work by a woman artist.
Cleverly cashing in on this Spiderman craze – And why not! They do house the world’s largest research collection of spiders – is the American Museum of Natural History’s mini-blockbuster Spider’s Alive! Populated by hordes of excited children with parents in tow, this show which runs through December 2 appears to be the most popular exhibition in the city. Lots of yellow school buses were lined up the day I visited. Essentially an introductory Spiders 101 course, using real live spiders – a spider zoo if, you will – as the big draw, the exhibition, educationally boosted by videos, lots of signage, and mesmerizing live Tarantula demonstrations magnified on a video screen – highlights the spider’s anatomy, behavior and unique characteristics. Adding a playfulness to the event – no doubt to let the little ones know that spiders can also be lots of fun – the exhibition also includes a gigantic, colorfully crafted, spider sculpture on which visitors can sit to have their picture taken.
Mexican Red Knee Spider
The exhibition, with some 20 unique spiders, each residing in their own aquarium-like habitat, reminiscent of the tropical fish section of a pet shop, is situated in three, or is it four, large rooms. The overall low-lighting of the exhibition, a mood-setting frisson that emphasizes that it is just you and the spiders, is bit scary, like a horror movie. The trick, as well as the fun, since many of the spiders seem to be ‘lost’ among the foliage of their habitat, if not hiding from all the peering eyes, is to find the spider and hope that it does not jump out and get you. Not that that can happen but the thought continues to lurk. Tarantula demonstrations aside – due to their frighteningly large size, and hairy bodies — they always get to play the starring role – it is the poisonous spiders with ‘killer’ reputations like the Black Window, or the South American Brown Recluse, the so-called second leads, who get the most attention. I can still hear one child, excitedly jumping up and down, asking his father is it really true that this tiny weenie spider with the red mark on it belly can kill a person. The father’s droll reply, “Only if it bites you.”
Everybody enjoys a photo op at this spider sculpture.
While many people think that they know everything there is to know about spiders, after all spiders have been around for at least 350 million years, the exhibition lets us know that there is a lot more to these little creatures than meets the eye. Signage tells us that there are more than 43,000 species of spiders to date. They inhabit every continent but Antarctica. Less than 1% have venom dangerous to humans. An acre of woodland spiders can consume more than 80 pounds of insects a year. All spiders have fangs, 8 legs, and eight eyes, arranged in patterns that vary for particular groups of spiders. Most web-based spiders, which wait for their food to come to them, have lousy eyesight. However, non-web based spiders that actively stalk and hunt down their prey have excellent vision. Spider silk is produced in glands inside the abdomen. Each silk gland leads to a particular spigot that opens to the outside through one of several paired spinnerets. A spider “reels” out silk by gently pulling it from a spigot with its two hind legs. Spiders taste and smell through sensory organs on their legs as well as on their pedipalps (“feelers” on the face). They also hear by sensing vibrations through the hair and tiny slits distributed over much of their body.
The most exciting and visually informative part of the exhibition certainly for those viewers who want to see some action, as most of the spiders, however frightful looking, just sit and watch you watching them – are the videos which accompany each individual spider. It is here that we get to see various the species, each with their own personality – weave their webs, court their spouses, mate, and stalk, trap, catch, kill, and eat their prey. It may come as a shock to many, but not all spiders, as the videos show, live in web. Some spend most of their time in underground burrow, emerging mainly to grab prey. The Wolf spider, aided by sharp vision and its ability to sense vibrations, searches for food on foot. The Fishing spider rests it legs on the surface of the water on the shoreline and when something gets close it pounces, while the Bolas spider lures male moths into their grasp by creating a suspended ball of sticky silk with chemical properties that mimic female moths. The Goliath bird eater, one of the largest spiders in the world, preys on snakes, mice and frogs but, despite the name, rarely birds.
“Spiders Alive!” runs through Dec. 2 at the American Museum of Natural History, Central Park West at 79th Street; (212) 769-5200, amnh.org. Visitors can purchase tickets online at the American Museum of Natural History. The entrances are timed in order to keep the crowds small which means you will have a chance to see some once in a lifetime spiders.
Edward Rubin, based in New York City, writes on the arts, culture, and entertainment. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.