The Ground Was My Teacher

In childhood, omentejovem found joy in playing with kites – though, more often than not, they never made it to the sky. The attempts often ended in scraped knees and shattered frames. Yet, even in defeat, there was invention: broken kites became raw material for new toys, crafted from salvaged sticks and tangled strings. The artist reflects that, in many ways, that pattern still shapes his life today.