The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
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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I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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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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Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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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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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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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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It was always my intention that The Frieze should be housed in a room which would provide a suitable architectural frame for it.
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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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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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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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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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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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I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.
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