“Could only have been painted by a madman.”
More from Edvard Munch
“What is art really? The outcome of dissatisfaction with life, the point of impact for the…”
“My afflictions belong to me and my art - they have become one with me. Without illness and…”
“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”
“Grey dawn was seeping into the sick room. I lay in the middle of the bed with my hands…”