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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.

Edvard Munch

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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Art Life Meaning Myself Reflection
The camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or Hell.
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Art Camera Complete Heaven Hell Photograph Tools
The way one sees is also dependent upon one’s emotional state of mind. This is why a motif can be looked at in so many ways, and this is what makes art so interesting.
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Art Interesting Mindset Myself See Sight Way
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
A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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Art Human Work
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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Color Form Life Photograph Seek Vibrate
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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Architecture Frame Intention Room
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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Heart Man Rich Steal
Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.
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Darkness Death Light Painting Work
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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Conversation Difficult Finding Myself Religion
And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?
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Hell Myself Room Stare Wake Up
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
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
The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
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Painting Removal Understand View
I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.
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Color Myself Painting Photograph

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