Okamoto Hôichi. I am writing about an extraordinary experience I have had with a pupper theater. Due to the fact that I am in Wroclaw I am getting to know new forms (new for me) of art. One of the professors (he says :by chance) showed us a performance by Mr Okamoto. The master pupeteer was suffering from cancer and his last performance was made into a (kind of) a documentary film. It was his saying goodbye to the puppet he worked with all his life. It's difficult for me to say "puppet", because it was like watching another human being with him on the stage. His proficiency in leading the puppet was unbelievable, but no words can describe what I felt. (Perhaps it's me who lacks the right "language" to describe it). The division between the real and the artificial emphsizes the ontological value of the artwork (a masterpiece). It opens up area for discussion of life and death, of what values in life... The real (the puppeteer) will die eventu...
