Monday, May 10, 2010

Edvard Munch

"From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation. And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?"

1 comment:

wobblinbetty said...

I love Munch paintings so much... he must have been a very tormented soul...