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In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color.

Edvard Munch

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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Detail Empty Memories Painting Photograph Simplicity
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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Feeling Human Interest Painting Yourself
Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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Anxiety Myself Ship Sick
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
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.
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Darkness Death Light Painting Work
In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Color Fall Interest Myself Rise
And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?
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Hell Myself Room Stare Wake Up
Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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Art Creation Joy Pain
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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Anxiety Art Expression Feeling Remember Suffering
Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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Art Development Style Technique
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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Drawing Frame Kind Painting Revolution
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
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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Architecture Frame Intention Room
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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Childhood Feeling Hang Head Punishment
Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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Color Oneself
It is better to have a good painting with ten holes than ten bad paintings without any holes.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Better Goodness Painting
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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Experience Myself Note Ordinary Poem
Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.
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Painting People Prosperity Talent Youth
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
Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch
Any number of holier-than-thou honorable realists walk around in the belief that they have accomplished something, simply because they tell you for the hundredth time that a field is green and a red-painted house is painted red.
EDVARD MUNCH

Accomplishment Belief Holy Honor 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
A person himself believes that all the other portraits are good likenesses except the one of himself.
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Believe Goodness Himself Oneself Person
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 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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Academics Art Factory Greatness Painting Talent
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
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
EDVARD MUNCH

Cloud Myself Nature Scream

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