On the University of Miami campus there is a large metal structure of a circle right in front of the Ashe Building. I’ve walked by this sculpture everyday since classes began and I’ve never noticed it—I mean, I knew it was there but I never took time to examine it, because it didn’t interest me in the least bit. It is cold, bland, dull. Most days I’m indifferent toward it, but on particularly gloomy days, I think it detracts from the beauty of the campus.
Today the sculpture was grand because a spider had woven a web inside the huge, dark circle—taking something bulky and dead and making it come alive through the presence of its own life. The strings of the web caught the rays of light as it trembled in the slight breeze. It was beautiful.
The spider was so small and seemingly insignificant. But it managed to change the way I look at the sculpture. No longer is it a bulky, metal blob in the middle of the green, but a beautiful representation of the power of the individual.
I went back later in the day but the web was gone; the spider moved on. Someone must have swished it onto the ground. But the impression of the image stays with me.
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