Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
EDVARD MUNCHNo longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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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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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.
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The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
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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.
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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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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.
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A person himself believes that all the other portraits are good likenesses except the one of himself.
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