Noel Caban 

A year of solitude, is a body of work was developed over the past 12 months during quarantine in Brooklyn. The pieces are small and intimate, crafted from materials scavenged during walks through my community. The work emerges with a quiet but urgent presence. It draws inspiration from maps, topographic and demographic zones, charts tracking contagion and spread, and the fraught politics surrounding mask-wearing. As in much of my work, borders and boundaries appear, codified through redlines and markers. These textured pieces, created from fragmented wholes, convey a sense of solidity—a surface-level strength that echoes the shallow politics often imposed upon communities of color.  c. 2020