Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
EDVARD MUNCHYouth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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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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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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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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The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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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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Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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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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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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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.
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There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
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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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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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What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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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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