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.
EDVARD MUNCHAnd I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
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If what you want to paint is the emotive mood in all its strength then you must not sit and stare at everything and depict it exactly as one sees it.
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And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?
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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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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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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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When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
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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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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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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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Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
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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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I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.
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Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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