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Edvard Munch
By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun set. I felt a tinge of melancholy. Suddenly the sky became a bloody red... I stood there, trembling with fright. And I felt a loud, unending scream piercing nature.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

Your face encompasses the beauty of the whole earth. Your lips, as red as ripening fruit, gently part as if in pain. It is the smile of a corpse. Now the hand of death touches life. The chain is forged that links the thousand families that are dead to the thousand generations to come.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart's blood. Art is your heart's blood.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

The camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or Hell.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

A work of art comes only from inside a human being.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

The notes I have made are not a diary in the ordinary sense, but partly lengthy records of my spiritual experiences, and partly poems in prose.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

I was walking down the road with two friends when the sun set; suddenly, the sky turned as red as blood. I stopped and leaned against the fence, feeling unspeakably tired. Tongues of fire and blood stretched over the bluish black fjord. My friends went on walking, while I lagged behind, shivering with fear. Then I heard the enormous infinite scream of nature.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

My father was temperamentally nervous and obsessively religious—to the point of psychoneurosis. From him I inherited the seeds of madness. The angels of fear, sorrow, and death stood by my side since the day I was born.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

I felt as if there were invisible threads connecting us - I felt the invisible strands of her hair still winding around me - and thus as she disappeared completely beyond the sea - I still felt it, felt the pain where my heart was bleeding - because the threads could not be severed.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

But can they [great works] get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

By painting colors and lines and forms seen in quickened mood I was seeking to make this mood vibrate as a phonograph does. This was the origin of the paintings in The Frieze of Life.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

It would be quite amusing to preach a bit to all those people who for many years now have been looking at our paintings and either laughed or shook their heads reproachfully. They do not believe that these impressions, these instant sensations, could contain even the smallest grain of sanity. If a tree is red or blue, or a face is blue or green, they are sure that is insanity.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

The Academies of Art are nothing but great painting factories - those with talent are fed in at one end, and they come out as mechanical painting machines.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my art.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

Certainly a chair can be just as interesting as a human being. But first the chair must be perceived by a human being... You should not paint the chair, but only what someone has felt about it.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

The way one sees is also dependent upon one's emotional state of mind. This is why a motif can be looked at in so many ways, and this is what makes art so interesting.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

I was walking along a path with two friends - the sun was setting - suddenly the sky turned blood red - I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence - there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city - my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety - and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

My breakthrough came very late in life, really only starting when I was 50...I had the strength for new deeds and ideas.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

Art comes from joy and pain...But mostly from pain.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

It is better to have a good painting with ten holes than ten bad paintings without any holes.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

If what you want to paint is the emotive mood in all its strength... then you must not sit and stare at everything and depict it exactly as one sees it.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor

By Anonym 17 Sep

Edvard Munch

No creo en el arte que no nace de la necesidad del hombre de abrir su corazón.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

I find it difficult to imagine an afterlife, such as Christians, or at any rate many religious people, conceive it, believing that the conversations with relatives and friends interrupted here on earth will be continued in the hereafter.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

Painting picture by picture, I followed the impressions my eye took in at heightened moments. I painted only memories, adding nothing, no details that I did not see. Hence the simplicity of the paintings, their emptiness.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Edvard Munch

Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

In my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in Hell hanging over my head

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

This kind of painting with its large frames is a bourgeois drawing-room art. It is an art dealer's art-and that came in after the civil wars following the French Revolution.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

When I paint, I never think of selling. People simply fail to understand that we paint in order to experiment and to develop ourselves as we strive for greater heights.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Edvard Munch

I do not paint what I see, but what I saw.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edvard Munch

Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.