During the clearing of Frank’s flat I came across a number of cigarette packets that he had designed and made himself. One still with its Marlboro contents. The photograph tells part of the tale. He had been outraged by tobacco control’s graphic health warnings and wanted to produce a gentler, more reflective product. The artwork is his own.
Later, sifting through his papers for April 2012 I found eight pages relating to the design and construction of the cigarette packet. It gives some insight into his thinking.
At the end he reflects: Marlboro packets smile at you, in a guilty sort of way.