Edvard Munch
Edvard Munch
Edvard Munch; 12 December 1863 – 23 January 1944) was a Norwegian painter and printmaker whose intensely evocative treatment of psychological themes built upon some of the main tenets of late 19th-century Symbolism and greatly influenced German Expressionism in the early 20th century. One of his most well-known works is The Scream of 1893...
NationalityNorwegian
ProfessionPainter
Date of Birth12 December 1863
CityAdalsbruk, Norway
CountryNorway
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart's blood. Art is your heart's blood.
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.
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.
A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
In my art I have tried to explain to myself life and its meaning. I have also tried to help others to clarify their lives.
I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.
My fear of life is necessary to me, as is my illness. Without anxiety and illness, I am a ship without a rudder. My art is grounded in reflections over being different from others. My sufferings are part of my self and my art. They are indistinguishable from me, and their destruction would destroy my art. I want to keep those sufferings
What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
My whole life has been spent walking by the side of a bottomless chasm, jumping from stone to stone. Sometimes I try to leave my narrow path and join the swirling mainstream of life, but I always find myself drawn inexorably back towards the chasm's edge, and there I shall walk until the day I finally fall into the abyss.
There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
At different moments you see with different eyes. You see differently in the morning than you do in the evening. In addition, how you see is also dependent on your emotional state. Because of this, a motif can be seen in many different ways, and this is what makes art interesting.