These are hard times we live in. For smokers at least. No more smoking in the cinema or 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. The exposition consists of 20 original drawings and two functional objects – ashtrays.