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These are hard times we live in.
For smokers at least. No more smoking in the cinema and in the taxi, forget about nicely designed tobacco packaging and welcome disgusting pictures of rotten teeth or cancer warnings instead. The Only Italian Word I Know is “Fumare” appears to the viewer as a visual commentary on tobacco and smoking which goes very well in line with the venue of the exhibition – the former factory of tobacco.
Showcased illustrations depict artist’s distinctive visual expression filled with irony and humor. One could say there is a certain “it’s funny ‘cause it’s true” type of situation going on. Even though Agate is a smoker, she presumes that the work will be relatable even for those who have never held a smoke in their hand, as well as to those chain-smokers who smoke 7 cigarettes in a row! Not to mention the ones struggling to quit…
It’s too ignorant to say that smoking is just a bad habit; it serves fantastic socialising qualities. The party always shifts to the balcony joining smokers and non-smokers for a chat. Either they want to share the ritual or give themselves a reason why to get cold.
You might agree or not but tobacco is irreplaceable.
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Smoking kills.
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AGATE LIELPETERE /1995, Riga, Latvia/
Artist and a freelance illustrator / grad. Art Academy of Latvia, Department of Graphic Art / Participated in numerous group exhibitions in Latvia and abroad, in 2017 she organized her first solo show “A.K.A. / As Good as Aladdin” in Low Gallery in Riga and in her second solo show “Bruised and Confused” in Riga Circus, Riga, 2019. Agate is currently doing her internship at Poligon Creative Centre.
Strongly believes her bad humor is a “family thing”
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Po italijansko znam samo »fumare«
Danes živimo v težkih časih.
Vsaj tisti, ki kadimo. Nič več kajenja v kinu in taksiju, pozabite na lično oblikovane škatlice cigaret, saj so jih zamenjale ogabne slike gnilih zob in rakastih opozoril. Po italijansko znam samo “fumare” je vizualen komentar o tobaku in kajenju, ki dopolnjuje samo prizorišče razstave – nekdanjo tobačno tovarno.
Razstavljene ilustracije odslikujejo umetničin vizualen izraz, poln humorja in ironije. Lahko bi rekli, da gre za določen tip situacije, ko je nekaj smešno ravno zato, ker je tudi res. Čeprav je Agate kadilka, domneva, da se bodo z likovnimi deli poistovetili tudi tisti, ki niso še nikoli držali cigarete v roki, prav tako kot verižni kadilci, ki pokadijo sedem cigaret zapored. Da sploh ne omenjamo tistih, ki poskušajo opustiti kajenje…
Da je kajenje le grda navada je ignorantska izjava, saj nam le – to omogoča fantastične socializacijske priložnosti. Zabava se vedno premakne na balkon, kjer se klepetavo družijo kadilci in nekadilci, pa naj gre za skupno deljenje rituala ali le iskanje razloga za prehlad.
Lahko se strinjaš ali tudi ne, ampak tobak je nenadomestljiv.
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Kajenje ubija.
