Artist: Nina Torr

Title: I am not so sure

Medium: This is a one-colour, hand-pulled on archival paper

Paper size: Printed 300 x 420mm

Edition size: 25


Numbered and signed by the artist, hand-printed by Black River Studio in Cape Town, South Africa.


Please note all prints are sold unframed.

Nina Torr - 'I am not so sure'

SKU: BRS0010
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  • Nina Torr is an artist/illustrator based in Tshwane. After obtaining her BFA from Parsons School of Design in 2010, Torr returned to South Africa, commenting that living and studying in New York enabled her to appreciate how full living in South Africa is. Torr is a lecturer in illustration at the Open Window in Tshwane and recieved her Mtech (with distinction) at The University of Johannesburg in 2020. Torr has held a number of solo exhibitions as well as participating in group shows, sometimes under the pseudonym Andy Wyeth.

    Torr’s work explores subverted spaces inhabited by characters pursuing a journey of sorts. Her characters insinuate narratives that are suggested, yet remain open-ended. The viewer as such becomes a participant in concluding these narratives by engaging with them on a personal level. The titles for these prints are taken from songs by Bob Dylan and The Talking Heads. These are combined with imagery that pays tribute to miniatures, illuminated manuscripts and early explorers journals.

    Nina Torr’s work invites the viewer to take up the mantle of explorer in her imagined worlds. For Torr, making is a way to uncover or reveal knowledge, rather than the product of it. Torr’s world shows itself to her through what she describes as ‘pangs’ and ‘clicks’, results of attunement to intuitive, rather than explicit understanding, or the ability to explain or talk about something. Although she may not know in advance what her work means, she nonetheless knows indirectly that it is meaningful, and sets about finding her way by following these hunches. In this way, Torr is the facilitator of the work, which realises itself into being. The process of making is not dissimilar to a creation myth, an illustration of a symbolic narrative.

    Peculiar, empty landscapes with waves washing up on the deserted shores, clouds suspended upside down, land masses rising up out of the water or mountains rained upon with meteoric showers. Figures float, like fragments of a dream – headless, or smiling, or grimacing, creatures that dance to the tune of their own phenomenology. Fragments of the sun, fragments of the moon, shining down a domain that imagines itself into being.