on accidental installation #5 - portraiture?

the fumadore has dropped the packet on the footpath and judging by the condition and discolouration of it, appears to have been there for some time, its installed. its disgusting and thats why it works. people will notice it and avoid it, step around it, maybe even smell it. it will take someone with rubber gloves to remove it. or maybe a rainstorm will wash it away.

the stained contents are reminiscent of a smokers lung, and the brown protruding filters are not unlike a bad set of top row teeth. in that sense the piece is self-referential, maybe even a portrait.

'my life as an ashtray' would be a good title.