This is Marlow the art-loving spider. Marlow enjoys long walks on the beach, eating nats, and watching translucently pale females undress from a convenient perch above their windows (of which said females cannot reach to destroy him). One day, feeling deprived of reference material for his artistic endeavors, Marlow ventured from the safety of his unreachable hideout to smell the sweet contents laid out below the windowsill. Once stepping upon the many books that reeked with secret inspirational pleasures, Marlow let a single tear fall from his beady little eyes. With three kids, a mortgage, and a wife that just doesn't understand or support his hopes and dreams of becoming the world’s first finger painting spider, he feels lost and alone in this hopeless world. Distracted by his sense of emptiness and regrets of past decisions made, Marlow did not notice the advance of his human female counterpart…oh Marlow, such a pointless life you have lived. Perhaps one day the world will understand. Goodbye Marlow and Good luck.