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.
EDVARD MUNCHThere is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
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Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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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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Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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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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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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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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There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
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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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Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.
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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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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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Anybody who perceives colors can become a painter. It’s simply a question of whether or not one has felt anything and whether one has the courage to recount the things one has felt.
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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.
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