A work of art can only come from the interior of man. Art is the form of the image formed upon the nerves, heart, brain and eye of man.
EDVARD MUNCHNo longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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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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Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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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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I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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By painting colors and lines and forms seen in quickened mood I was seeking to make this mood vibrate as a phonograph does. This was the origin of the paintings in The Frieze of Life.
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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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Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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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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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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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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Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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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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Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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