He is a robotic imitation of a real puppet… or maybe he is a puppet version of a robot. In any case he dreams of someday being the real… thing. His creators were not the most skilled artisans. His programming is faulty and his stitching shoddy. He hangs out with puppets mostly. None of the robots he meets seem to have the A.I. needed to carry on a conversation let alone a relationship. Puppets aren’t all that much better. They are always speaking in puns, they break the fourth wall far too frequently and they tend to have people underneath them who refuse to interact with him. In fact, they pretend that they aren’t even there.
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Actually, he is really just the product of a strong conviction I have about being creative in both the imaginative and artistic senses. I can’t be dogmatic about it, but I feel that we were created, in part, to be that way. When we stop telling stories, when we stop working with our hands, we cease to be who we were meant to be. We become a poor imitation of humanity.
I have always thought that creativity is definitely a part of what being "created in the image of God" is about. I love Edith Schaeffer's Hidden Art (though I think it has been published under a new title now) in which she explores all the ways to express creativity in our everyday lives.
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