Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
EDVARD MUNCHThe rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.
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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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What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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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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I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
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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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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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It is better to have a good painting with ten holes than ten bad paintings without any holes.
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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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I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.
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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.
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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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