Wednesday September 18, 2013
<p>What am I in the eyes of most people - a nonentity, an eccentric or an unpleasant person - somebody who has no position in society and never will have, in short, the lowest of the low.</p> <p>All right, then - even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart.</p> <p>With the handskahe, ever yours,<br/> Vincent</p> — <p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vj8EzpnoC1Y" target="_blank">Tole je res vredno ogleda</a>. Po ogledu razstave Edvarda Muncha v Stuttgartu sem se spomnil na Van Gogha in s tem na to serijo, ki mi je povsem spremenila pogled na umetnost.</p> <p>Norvežan Munch, ki je živel v Kristanii (današnji Oslo), je najbolj znan po najdražji sliki v zgodovini <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:The_Scream.jpg" target="_blank">z naslovom “Krik”</a>. Do včeraj sem mislil, da gre za krik ob grozotah vojne, pa gre vendarle za avtoportret, Edvard pa si zastika ušesa pred krikom narave. Tako.</p> <p>Citat iz Wikipedie:</p> <p>In his diary in an entry headed, <em>Nice 22 January 1892</em>, Munch described his inspiration for the image:</p> <blockquote> <p>One evening I was walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjord—the sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red. I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. I painted this picture, painted the clouds as actual blood. The color shrieked. This became The Scream.<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-8"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scream#cite_note-8" target="_blank">[8]</a></sup></p> </blockquote> <p>This memory was later rendered by Munch as a poem, which he hand-painted onto the frame of the 1895 pastel version of the work:</p> <blockquote> <p>I was walking along the road with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-9"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scream#cite_note-9" target="_blank">[9]</a></sup></p> </blockquote>