This speculative actor has residence at PuppetART, where artistic director Igor Gozman and I had a fascinating discussion, debate, wrangle, over the notion of the souls of puppets, of where the breath of life, so to speak, resides. Is there a difference in an object – a puppet, a violin, a piece of clothing worn by a cherished loved one – when the energy of creation or performance or possession – of love, really – has passed through it? Does that make it “alive” in some lasting way?
Look in these eyes, and you decide.


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