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 MUNCHOil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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.
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Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
EDVARD MUNCHWithout fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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When I paint, I never think of selling. People simply fail to understand that we paint in order to experiment and to develop ourselves as we strive for greater heights.
EDVARD MUNCHWhen I paint, I never think of selling. People simply fail to understand that we paint in order to experiment and to develop ourselves as we strive for greater heights.
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A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
EDVARD MUNCHA work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
EDVARD MUNCHPhotography is an art which touches and grips one’s own 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.
EDVARD MUNCHMy 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 camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or Hell.
EDVARD MUNCHThe 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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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
EDVARD MUNCHWhat is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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Through my art I have tried to explain my life and its meaning. I have also intended to help others to clarify their lives.
EDVARD MUNCHThrough 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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It was always my intention that The Frieze should be housed in a room which would provide a suitable architectural frame for it.
EDVARD MUNCHIt 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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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.
EDVARD MUNCHIf 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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Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
EDVARD MUNCHDisease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
EDVARD MUNCHThe rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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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.
EDVARD MUNCHCertainly 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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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
EDVARD MUNCHFrom my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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