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I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man’s urge to open his heart.

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.
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Ideas Life Myself Start Strength
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.
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Build Distract Kind Model Myself Painting
Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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Anxiety Myself Ship Sick
In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color.
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Art Color Fall Interest Myself Rise
Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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Art Creation Joy Pain
When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
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Enemy Finding Goodness Painting Person Portrait
Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch
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.
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Breathe Love Paint Reading Suffering Woman
A work of art can only come from the interior of man. Art is the form of the image formed upon the nerves, heart, brain and eye of man.
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Art Brain Eyes Interior Man Work
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.
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Friendship Loud Myself Pierce Road Scream Walk
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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Heart Man Rich Steal
Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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Art Development Style Technique
A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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Art Human Work
But can they great works get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never.
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Greatness Heart Lying Root Work
I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man’s urge to open his heart.
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Art Believe Heart Myself Open
All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Literature Yourself

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