I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
EDVARD MUNCHPainting 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.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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I should have considered it wrong to have finished the Frieze before the room for its accommodation and the funds for its completion were available.
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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.
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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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Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor.
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Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.
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I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.
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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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Anybody who perceives colors can become a painter. It’s simply a question of whether or not one has felt anything and whether one has the courage to recount the things one has felt.
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Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
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The camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or Hell.
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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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Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.
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