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 MUNCHI painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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My will exceeds my talents.
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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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Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
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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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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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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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Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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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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I should have considered it wrong to have finished the Frieze before the room for its accommodation and the funds for its completion were available.
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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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The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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The notes I have made are not a diary in the ordinary sense, but partly lengthy records of my spiritual experiences, and partly poems in prose.
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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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Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
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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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Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.
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A person himself believes that all the other portraits are good likenesses except the one of himself.
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Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.
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Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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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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What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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