Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
EDVARD MUNCH
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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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The Academies of Art are nothing but great painting factories – those with talent are fed in at one end, and they come out as mechanical painting machines.
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Colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.
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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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And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?
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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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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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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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Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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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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I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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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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Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
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Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.
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