A Hunger Artist It is another Franz Kafka ‘s short story, probably about some expressions based on contemporary declining craft. Here I would like to try to make an introduction. I think the story is also moving for some readers because the hunger artist was born in conflicting to be fasts performing, which is a craft of “self-maltreatment” in most people’s eyesight. But for him, there would be nothing more satisfying than having been locked in a cage with no food for more than a month. It’s better than putting food in his mouth in contrast. Showing a persistent spirituality indeed. It even cannot exactly be told that his performance is either for money or reputation, just a kind of “libode” perhaps. Though numerous audiences would bring pleasant sensation to him, there was still no discontinuing of such performance when people were back to home and sleep. Of course, this is a woe for him in final since this craft turned from flourish to decay being narrated in the fiction. In between, there were many embarrassments to the hunger artist taken place, especially audiences or watchers regarding his act as a trick. The craft kept on declining whereas everybody was mostly attracted by the animals at the zoo instead. The artist yearned for a small poor conditioned place at the zoo for carrying on his fasts performance with fewer wages even. The manager eventually accepted. However, predictably the corner he was staying made no more audience paid attention to in result. Don’t know if it is a good or harm, the hunger artist had been breaking through a record over forty days later on. Being marginalized, even no staff would drop it down on the tattered note board nearby. One day the supervisor occasionally found that the cage seemed empty since the dying body of the hunger artist was covered by straw in total. Before his death, the hunger artist and the supervisor did conversation. Most impressive and surprised sentences were about the truth why the hunger artist kept on fasts. He said that it was due to no favor food of his around the world. If he could find such food, he would not bother and fully fed himself like those others done. Oppositely, there seems to be another implied meaning at the end of the story- the zoo’s supervisor asked the staff to clean up the cage and change a little leopard instead. So vivid, it had food delivered from the staff and seemed no yearning of freedom anymore…… in the cage, it pressed its wild roars and teeth and relucted to leave.