A pale figure stands on a bridge, his hands pressed to the sides of his head, his mouth open wide in what seems to be a terrible scream. Behind him, the blue-green landscape twists and turns, while red and yellow clouds cut across the sky like painful wounds. What I am describing is one of the most well-known images in art¡XEdvard Munch's The Scream.
Munch got the idea for the painting while walking with friends one evening in January of 1892. "Suddenly," he wrote in his diary, "the sky turned blood red. [...] I stood there trembling with anxiety¡Xand I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature." You see, contrary to popular opinion, it is not the figure who is screaming; it is nature. In this interpretation, the figure is not grasping his face in terror or grief; he is pressing his hands against his ears to try to block out the awful scream given off by the world.
Whatever the interpretation, the image is certainly disturbing. Even the artist, it seemed, was disturbed by what he had painted. In the upper left corner of the painting there can be found a faint note in pencil that reads: "could only have been painted by a madman." First noticed 11 years after the painting first appeared, the note was originally thought to be the work of a critic. However, later analysis has shown the handwriting to be identical to that of Munch himself.
Capturing such a range of complex, intense emotions, the image possesses for many an almost otherworldly power. Such is its appeal among art lovers that in 2012, one version of the painting (Munch in fact painted four) sold to a private individual for $120 million. The other three versions are available to view in the Munch Museum and the National Gallery of Norway in Oslo. To see The Scream up close and in person is, I can tell you, a life-changing experience indeed.
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