The art world was buzzing
last week that a version of one of the most iconic images in the history of art
sold at auction for almost $120 million, the highest price ever reached for an
artwork at auction. And that work, Edvard Munch’s The Scream, is the universally recognized symbol of anxiety of all
kinds in our modern age.
Edvard Munch was born in
1863 in a farmhouse north of Oslo
(then Kristiana). His mother died when he was five, at fourteen, his favorite sister,
Sophie died and twelve years later, he lost his father to a stroke. He would
write of his father, “From
him I inherited the seeds of madness. The angels of fear, sorrow, and death
stood by my side since the day I was born.”
Another of his other sisters was diagnosed with mental illness from an
early age.
Not long after his father
died and while spending time between Paris and Berlin he began work on
a series of twenty-two paintings called the Frieze
of Life with titles such as Melancholy,
Jealousy, Anxiety and The Scream.
When the frieze was shown in Berlin
in 1902 he was recognized as a significant artist and his work became
collectible.
In 1908 he was hearing hallucinatory voices and suffering
from paralysis on his left side and checked himself into a sanatorium in Copenhagen . Later in Norway
he would be honored for his art on a national level, but would end up living in
isolation in his final decades.
In the 1930s the Nazis labeled Munch’s work “degenerate art”, along with Picasso, Matisse, Gaugin and Klee. Later, when the Germans invaded
Like
the Mona Lisa and American Gothic, and few other images in the history of art, The Scream has become widely recognized
in the popular culture. Everyone from Andy Warhol to the Simpson’s have
appropriated the image and it is instantly recognizable as a symbol of anxiety,
our modern day mental plague.
There
are numerous theories about the influences on its creation. One is that the
eruption of Krakatoa in Indonesia
in 1883 created vivid sunsets even in Norway that might have inspired
Munch’s use the neon colors in The
Scream’s sky. Another suggests that he might have seen a Peruvian mummy at
an exposition that had the same bald head, open mouth and hands pressed against
the head as The Scream’s central
figure. The video below shows an example.
In the pastel version that was sold earlier this month Munch had painted these words on the frame “I was walking along a path 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”
It is something to consider that such a brooding and troubled artist created a
silent scream that has resonated with so many for so long.
In the pastel version that was sold earlier this month Munch had painted these words on the frame “I was walking along a path 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”
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