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 Crumbs of history

In 2005, I moved to China to study foot juggling with the Hebei Acrobatic Troupe. It was rough times: training from 7am until 7pm, 6 days a week, mostly alone, and definitely while older than everyone else at the zájìtuan (acrobatic troupe). I was so perpetually tired that I made a weird decisions. Like the one to start collecting potato chip bags. The highlight of my Sundays—my only day off—was to hang out at the grocery store and look at all the unfamiliar flavors. I figured they were a type of souvenir that would forever remind me of my experiences so far from home. And once I ate the chips, they were so easy to pack!

The original bags from that year disappeared in the interstices while I foot juggled my way between Shijiazhuang and San Francisco and Turkey and Kosovo and Bulgaria and San Francisco and Serbia and New York. In 2008, I realized my collection had probably wound up where it belonged in the first place—in the trash. So I started over in earnest. My original collection parameters were that only bags that I personally collected were allowed, but with the establishment of the museum, I welcome donations of new bags. And more importantly, I invite conversations about the circumstances behind their purchase. Come crunch out with me.