I met Fahmi Fadzil for the first time in 2007 at Live Arts Bangkok curated by Tan Fu Kuen, in Bangkok, Thailand. Fahmi’s performance was a puppet show but not using puppets but books as they are. It looked like a shadow puppet show to the surface. Performers embodied contents of books, and performance proceeded through Fahmi’s interpretation as a puppeteer manipulating not puppets but books. It was a kind of performance that I had never seen before. Next year, I met him again at Kunsten Festival des Arts in Belgium as a resident artist. In 2 weeks program, people involved in performing arts all over the world went to watch performances in festival together, and exchanged thoughts the next day. I was not used to act in group, and sometimes went back to my room on my own. Being good-hearted, Fahmi silently slipped in letter with poem to my room, to cheer me up. I had a chance to stay in Kuala Lumpur next year, under Japan Foundation’s program. One day I was brought to a protest march. Suddenly tear gas was fired, and I became panic and climbed up a hill at roadside. I fell down the slope and got blooded. Fahmi and his friends still talk about this with delights. Next year, Fahmi got a chance to stay in Japan. We spent about a month together, and one day when we walked from Kiyosumi-Shirakawa subway station to the Saison Foundation’s Morishita Studio, on a bridge, Fahmi decided to become a politician. It was 2010.