I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man’s urge to open his heart.
EDVARD MUNCHWhen I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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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.
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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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Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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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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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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Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
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I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.
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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor.
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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 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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