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 MUNCHOne can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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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 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 have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
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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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My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are? My art gives meaning to my life.
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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.
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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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Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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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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A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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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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Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
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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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