In his poem ‘The
Cigarette’ Francis Ponge explores the comforting nature of this object,
describing it as
‘a tiny torch… a
glowing tip, scaling off in silver
flaked, the newest
one forming a close muff around it.’
Created
entirely from discarded cigarette butts and packets, this work aims to highlight
the reliance upon cigarettes, an object which provides a quilt-like comfort to
many. It examines the way in which the habit litters our streets, creating a
carpeted surface which is echoed here in patchwork. Most significantly, it
reveals the hidden treasures inside these found objects and transforms them
from objects of disgust into objects of beauty.
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