Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
EDVARD MUNCHCertainly 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.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.
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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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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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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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All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.
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In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color.
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When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
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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 do not paint what I see, but what I saw.
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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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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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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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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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