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There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.

Edvard Munch

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
All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Literature Yourself
Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
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Art Creation Joy Pain
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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Children Dangerous Hell Learning Misery Sin
Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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Anxiety Myself Ship Sick
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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Art Believe Heart Myself Open
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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Experiment Greatness Height Paint Sales Thinking
It is better to have a good painting with ten holes than ten bad paintings without any holes.
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Art Better Goodness Painting
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
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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Flower Forever Growth Myself
Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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Canvas Color Live
Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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Art Development Style Technique
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
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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Detail Empty Memories Painting Photograph Simplicity
I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.
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Art Believe Born Heart Man Need Open
Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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Color Oneself
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.
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Feeling Human Interest Painting Yourself
Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch
Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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Accomplishment Fear Myself Sick
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
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
There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
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Battle Love Man Woman
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
A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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Art Human Work
This kind of painting with its large frames is a bourgeois drawing-room art. It is an art dealer’s art-and that came in after the civil wars following the French Revolution.
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Drawing Frame Kind Painting Revolution
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
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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Greatness Heart Lying Root Work

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