Learning to be a mythological detective

Before talking with Dr. Sexson yesterday, I had misplaced the fact that our blog is for the main purpose of writing about our findings of mythology in our daily lives. Up to this point, I haven't seen much in my life pertaining to myth, but now I am reconsidering. I now think that I just wasn't open to seeing the mythological clues.

Last night, I was going over all the notes from class and researching what I couldn't remember, when I came across something that I hadn't seen since in eight years. I looked up "memory palaces" and along with some images of old architecture popped up a painting that I instantly recognized.

      The Persistence of Memory       Artist: Salvador Dali

In 8th grade art class, our assignment was to pick an oil painting and paint an exact replica to the best of our ability, also downsized on a 4 by 6 inch card. I chose this piece because of the melting clocks; I thought they were very cool and hadn't seen anything like it before. When I saw this picture last night, it brought me back to the 8th grade with all of my memories. So this painting contributes to the mythology of my life, almost as if it was kept in a "memory palace" deep in my mind, as I'm sure this painting held meaning for the artist about his life and mythology.