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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"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?"
"The soul is an entity that exists in a state of eternal flux."
"I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers."
"The Scream was painted in a time of great emotional turmoil. I was walking along the road at sunset, and the sky turned blood red. I felt an infinite scream pass through nature."
"My art is a diary of my life."
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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