No Oduur
Space, London, January 19 – March 4, 2012
Stop Being So Attractive I Can't Get Anything Done
Autocenter, Berlin, March 16 - 24, 2012
✗ No Oduur (Your Smoke Draws Me In)
Oslo10, Basel, September 8 – October 27, 2012

This exhibition was originally one exhibition (No Oduur, at Space in London, January 2012), that upon invitaton was shown in 2 other spaces in that same year. For each exhibition extra print work or sculptures were made, depending on scale and context of the space.

The exhibitions were accompanied by the printed publication Second Hand Smoke.

No Oduur
Space, London, January 19 – March 4, 2012
Stop Being So Attractive I Can't Get Anything Done
Autocenter, Berlin, March 16 - 24, 2012
✗ No Oduur (Your Smoke Draws Me In)
Oslo10, Basel, September 8 – October 27, 2012

The exhibitions were accompanied by the publication Second Hand Smoke


"When a man is travelling on the trails, and has strong tobacco with him, he thinks so much he is a man, he feels high up… Whenever he meets a man, he has to smoke before he travels. He thinks: “I am going to treat him before we travel.” He thinks: “I am a man” when he does that. When two men first meet on the trail, then one of the men always says “Let’s sit down.” Then they always sit down, they rest. Then one of them takes out his pipe. “Friend, let’s smoke.” Then he lights his pipe. Then he smokes, he himself smokes first. All do that way, smoke first before they pass it. Then he passes it to that one he has met. Then he smokes in turn, he is being treated. He smokes in turn the same pipe. Then they finish smoking. Then the other one in turn takes out his pipe. He treats him back, the one who has treated him. He says to him in turn: “You would better smoke my tobacco.” He says: “Friend, I am going to treat you back.” Then he smokes it himself first. He does the same way, smokes first. Then he says: Well, friend, your tobacco is strong.” Then the other says: “Well, friend, no.” He denies it. He kind of smiles as he says “Well, friend, no.” Then they are through smoking. He gives back the other fellow’s pipe. He can hardly put it back in the sack, his hand trembles. His tobacco is so strong. He is tasting it yet in his mouth. It takes them a long while to smoke. It takes them a long time to finish. Then they say: “All right, let’s travel, and I am going to travel, too. Then, friend, goodbye.”

From: J. Harrington, 1932. Tobacco Smoking among the Karuk Indians of California. Smithsonian Institution, Bureau of America Ethnology Bulletin 94. Washington D.C.: GPO.

Marlie Mul, "Smoke Poem" for the exhibition "No Odour, No Oduur", July 2011 at STUDIO, Adalbertstr. 96, 10999 Berlin

No Oduur

Space, London
January 19 – March 4, 2012

Stop Being So Attractive I Can't Get Anything Done

Autocenter, Berlin
March 16 - 24, 2012

No Oduur (Your Smoke Draws Me In)

Oslo10, Basel
September 8 – October 27, 2012