The Lord God formed a man of the slime of the earth: and breathed into his face the breath of life, and man It became a living soul. (Genesis, 2:7)
The difference between us humans and puppets is the presence or absence of this breath of life (soul).
For us, the puppet is our forerunner and archetypal.
I have decided to invite our friends, the dolls, to Fukuoka.
With the death of one's mentor this time,
the fire of the creative puppets in Fukuoka City is about to be darkened.
I'll light a thin candle there.
Other people! Would you follow me, please.