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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.

Edvard Munch

I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man’s urge to open his heart.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Believe Heart Myself Open
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
EDVARD MUNCH

Disease Follow Insane Life Man
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.
EDVARD MUNCH

Build Distract Kind Model Myself 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.
EDVARD MUNCH

Experience Myself Note Ordinary Poem
One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor.
EDVARD MUNCH

Creation Easy Painting Sculptor
My breakthrough came very late in life, really only starting when I was 50. I had the strength for new deeds and ideas.
EDVARD MUNCH

Ideas Life Myself Start Strength
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.
EDVARD MUNCH

Feeling Human Interest Painting Yourself
Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
EDVARD MUNCH

Anxiety Myself Ship Sick
When I paint, I never think of selling. People simply fail to understand that we paint in order to experiment and to develop ourselves as we strive for greater heights.
EDVARD MUNCH

Experiment Greatness Height Paint Sales Thinking
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
EDVARD MUNCH

Flower Forever Growth Myself
Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Development Style Technique
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.
EDVARD MUNCH

Academics Art Factory Greatness Painting Talent
Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Creation Joy Pain
My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are? My art gives meaning to my life.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Life Meaning Myself Reflection
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
EDVARD MUNCH

Cloud Myself Nature Scream
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
EDVARD MUNCH

Heart Man Rich Steal

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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