From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity. Edvard Munch bodyeternityflower Change image and share on social
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life. Edvard Munch angelattendcradle Change image and share on social
In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color. Edvard Munch colorcommonfall Change image and share on social
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. Edvard Munch adddetailemptiness share on social
Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash. Edvard Munch clashcolorreconcile Change image and share on social
Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder. Edvard Munch anxietyillnessrudder Change image and share on social
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light. Edvard Munch colordarkdeath Change image and share on social
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. Edvard Munch childhoodfelthang Change image and share on social
Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards? Edvard Munch backwardsdevelopoil Change image and share on social
For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my art. Edvard Munch anxietyartdeep Change image and share on social