I first met with Bhu Kongtaveelert last December on a rainy Friday right before campus closed for break. He was holed up in the basement studio space beneath the Stanford Art Gallery, pulling out fragments of salvaged objects, fabric materials, and assorted works in different states of completion. The work was still coming together for his various projects, and there was a nervous energy present, but the array of materials and methods spoke confidently in the stillness.
