From My Rotting Body, Flowers Shall Grow, and I Am in Them, and That Is Eternity

摘要

"My af. ictions belong to me and my art― they have become one with me. Without illness and anxiety, I would have been a rudderless ship," wrote Edvard Munch, acknowledging that pain and suffering fueled his creativity and guided his art. In an era gripped by world wars and a deadly . u pandemic and shaken by Sigmund Freud and Charles Darwin, he sought to recreate his troubled childhood and his lifelong struggle with physical and mental illness. "My art is really a voluntary confession and an attempt to explain to myself my relationship with life― it is, therefore, actually a sort of egoism, but I am constantly hoping that through this I can help others achieve clarity."