A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
EDVARD MUNCHI learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children of sin in Hell.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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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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I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
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I do not paint what I see, but what I saw.
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I learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children of sin in Hell.
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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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Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
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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.
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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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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.
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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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It was always my intention that The Frieze should be housed in a room which would provide a suitable architectural frame for it.
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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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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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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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