Few objects demonstrate the power of recognition better than a Hershey’s Kiss.
Its distinctive shape and familiar silver wrapper have been part of American celebrations and everyday treats for generations. Christmas candy dishes, Halloween bags, Valentine’s Day, school parties, movie nights, and simple rewards all gave the little chocolate its place in memory.
American Material Memory isn’t necessarily about the extraordinary. Sometimes it is about the tiny pleasures that quietly repeat throughout childhood until they become part of who we are.
From the Artist:
When I see a Hershey’s Kiss, I think of my Grandma Carter’s living room during the holidays. On the lamp table next to Grandpa Carter’s chair was a dish full of Hershey’s Kisses.
By the time we left at the end of the day, the dish was empty, and while I’d snuck my share of Kisses, I’d also put a few in my pocket for the ride home. They’d always be melted.
They were still wonderful. Messy. But wonderful!
Few objects demonstrate the power of recognition better than a Hershey’s Kiss.
Its distinctive shape and familiar silver wrapper have been part of American celebrations and everyday treats for generations. Christmas candy dishes, Halloween bags, Valentine’s Day, school parties, movie nights, and simple rewards all gave the little chocolate its place in memory.
American Material Memory isn’t necessarily about the extraordinary. Sometimes it is about the tiny pleasures that quietly repeat throughout childhood until they become part of who we are.
From the Artist:
When I see a Hershey’s Kiss, I think of my Grandma Carter’s living room during the holidays. On the lamp table next to Grandpa Carter’s chair was a dish full of Hershey’s Kisses.
By the time we left at the end of the day, the dish was empty, and while I’d snuck my share of Kisses, I’d also put a few in my pocket for the ride home. They’d always be melted.
They were still wonderful. Messy. But wonderful!
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