I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man’s urge to open his heart.
EDVARD MUNCHDisease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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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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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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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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What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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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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My will exceeds my talents.
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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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A work of art can only come from the interior of man. Art is the form of the image formed upon the nerves, heart, brain and eye of man.
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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 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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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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I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.
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Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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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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