Art Is the Language of the Soul

Art Is the Language of the Soul

This oil painting is the expressed emotion of Edvard Munch. Munch uses very obvious lines and deep red colours, isolating himself from the people surrounding him to portray his feelings. Edvard Munch was born December 12th1983. He lived though a time where Tuberculosis spread through Norway, Scandinavia, taking many lives. His mother’s life cut short by the dieses when he was only five, and his sister when he was thirteen. His dark childhood is conveyed through out many of his art works, in particular ‘The Scream”Set on a bridge, it is the blood red sky and terrified face that captures the attention of the onlooker. It is said that Munch was walking with friends and the sky simply turned blood gushing red and everything so surreal. The self portrait of Munch portrays him as alone and terrified, His face thin and pale with his mouth dropped into an ‘o’. His use of line and colour accentuate the artwork. The use of red in the sky and the streamline line work turn the sky into a river of blood, the river under the bridge into a blur of nothing. Placing himself in the foreground away from the other people crossing on the bridge represents him as alone. Munch’s depressing childhood left him fearing illness the rest of his life, he avoided anything that could possibly lead him to his death or remind him of death. Women for example were not portrayed as beautiful, he painted or carved women to have vampire features, as you can see in the artwork ‘Vampire’ finished in 1895. Munch depicted women as vamps, robbing a man of his strength, independence and art, leading them '' once again '' to their death, therefore avoiding women, leaving him alone. Death and loneliness was deeply incorporated throughout Munch’s work, as you can see in scream death is depicted by the blood sky, and his loneliness by out casting himself from the others on the bridge. Also in the lithograph called ‘Angst’ Munch uses the red sky and nearly faceless souls standing once again around the...

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