Edvard Munch | The Scream

"I was going down the street behind two friends" wrote Munch in 1892. "The sun went down behind a hill over looking the city and the fjord. I felt a trace of sadness and the sky suddenly turned blood red. I stopped walking, leaned against the railing, dead tired. My two friends looked at me and kept on walking. I watched the flaming clouds over the fjord and the city and my friends kept on. I stood there shaking with fear and I felt a great unending scream penetrate unending nature. Another passage: I felt a loud scream and I really heard a loud scream. The vibrations in the air not only affected my eye, but my ear as well because I really heard a scream, and then I painted The Scream" wrote Edvard Munch in the summer of 1892.