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All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.

Edvard Munch

In my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in Hell hanging over my head.
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Childhood Feeling Hang Head Punishment
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
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Eyes Nature Soul Visible
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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Academics Art Factory Greatness Painting Talent
Through my art I have tried to explain my life and its meaning. I have also intended to help others to clarify their lives.
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Art Clarify Explanation Life Live Myself
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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Ideas Life Myself Start Strength
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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Disease Follow Insane Life Man
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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Anxiety Art Expression Feeling Remember Suffering
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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Cloud Myself Nature Scream
One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor.
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Creation Easy Painting Sculptor
Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.
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Boat Disease Fear Life Myself
Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch
I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
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Fear Heaven Hell Photography
Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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Canvas Color Live
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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Friendship Loud Myself Pierce Road Scream Walk
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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Accomplishment Belief Holy Honor Walk
When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
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Enemy Finding Goodness Painting Person Portrait

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