Edvard Munch — "My art is truly a confession. A voluntary unveiling of my soul."
My art is truly a confession. A voluntary unveiling of my soul.
My art is truly a confession. A voluntary unveiling of my soul.
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"I walked along the road with two friends – the sun went down – I felt a gust of melancholy – suddenly the sky turned a bloody red. I stopped, leaned against the railing, tired to death – over the blue…"
"My art is my life, and my life is my art."
"My art is a form of self-portraiture."
"My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are? Why was there a curse on my cradle? Why did I come into the world without a choice?"
"Man's life is a journey between two graves."
Norwegian Expressionist painter whose The Scream (1893) became the iconic image of modern existential dread. Closely associated with James Ensor (Belgian Expressionist peer) and Egon Schiele (younger Expressionist heir). For an intellectual contrast, see Pierre-Auguste Renoir, French Impressionist (1841-1919) — Munch and Renoir were exact contemporaries painting the same Belle Époque from opposite emotional poles — Renoir's dappled-light bourgeois pleasure and Munch's anxiety-soaked bourgeois terror are the late-19th-century painting's two halves. The same world; the cleanest emotional inversion.
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