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It\u2019s the 160th anniversary of Edvard Munch\u2019s birth on 12 December, and the 80th anniversary of his death in January. Munch\u2019s The Scream<\/em> (1893) speaks to us again today with great intensity. How did this painting come about? In September 1892, in Kristiana (Oslo), Munch recorded a harrowing experience in his diary:<\/p>\n One evening I was walking out on a hilly path near Kristiania \u2014with two comrades. It was a time when life had ripped my soul open. The sun was going down \u2014 had dipped in flames below the horizon. It was like a flaming sword of blood slicing through the concave of heaven. The sky was like blood \u2014 sliced with strips of fire \u2014 the hills turned deep blue the fjord\u2014cut in cold blue, yellow, and red colors \u2014 The exploding bloody red \u2014 on the path and hand railing \u2014my friends turned glaring yellow white \u2014 I felt a great scream \u2014 and I heard, yes, a great scream \u2014 the colors in nature \u2014 broke the lines of nature \u2014 the lines and colors vibrated with motion \u2014these oscillations of life brought not only my eye into oscillations, it brought also my ears into oscillations \u2014 so I actually heard a scream \u2014 I painted the picture <\/em>The\u00a0<\/em>Scream then.<\/em><\/p>\n Munch\u2019s world-famous painting is based on this experience. His iconic figure hears a searing scream. But why has this painting become so indelibly engraved in the collective memory of the human community? How exactly is the horror captured in the painting?<\/p>\n It is unclear whether the figure only hears the scream or is also screaming in despair, but this seems likely. The hands cover the ears to protect them from the scream, but this gesture also manifests his own horror. As the artist states, this scream originates in nature; it is therefore something profoundly elemental.<\/p>\n The description in Munch\u2019s diary is vivid and already contains aspects of the painting. Red and blood are mentioned several times \u2013 there are also references to flames, fire, even the fjord and the mountains are bathed in \u201cthe exploding bloody red\u201d. The sky, dripping with blood, fire and violence, takes up a third of the picture and radiates onto the dark mountains and the fjord, which primarily reflects the yellow colour of the flaming sky and is framed by the mountains and the town of Kristiana in reddish brown and blue tones. The city itself is only hinted at.<\/p>\n The clearly recognisable, curved lines of the brushstrokes in oil and tempera as well as highlights in pastel chalk, applied directly to the brown, unprimed cardboard, capture the movement and sound waves of the scream. This effect is reinforced by the contrasts of glaring yellow with crimson and dark. This clash of bright with broken colours infuses nature with a simultaneously horrific and ominous, impenetrable character.<\/p>\n The painful nature of the scream is emphasised by colliding forms: vibrations, curves and abysses dominate two thirds of the picture; one third is filled by the dead straight lines of the bridge and the horizontal struts of the railing. The picture is thus divided into two large, contrasting triangles: one belongs to the outcry of nature, which still also harbours people with its soft, flowing lines. The smaller triangle to the left of the horizontal struts of the bridge railing is characterized by taut, hard diagonals that run through the picture like an arrow. This collision between the softly curved waves and the hard diagonals makes the vibrations that the painter talks about in his diary almost audible.<\/p>\n A funnel shape of dark blue, within nature, whose tip runs towards the head of the screaming character, creates the sense of inescapable suction, like a black hole, of which only the horror-struck person is aware. The movement of the suction towards the skull suggests that the catastrophe is perceived by his consciousness alone, not by the other people in the picture, although the city of Kristiana is also caught up in the all-engulfing maelstrom. The barrier between the bridge and the abyss is quite open and offers no fall protection.<\/p>\n The skeletal head is in the centre of the picture. Munch barely uses any colour to create this face, leaving a large part of it simply on the unpainted brown ground. The mouth, wide open in horror, dominates the face, the nose and eyes are only indicated, white pastel chalk strokes trace the contours of the skull, the eye sockets, the jaws, and deepen the impression of a skeleton. The hands are also reminiscent of bones.<\/p>\n The rest of the body is sketchy \u2013 the figure\u2019s jacket reflects the colours of the devouring funnel and becomes shapeless, disembodied from the chest down. The skull seems a little too large for the body, almost too heavy. While the head protrudes into the dark triangle above the railing, the body is located under the bridge railing with its straight lines into the upper third of the left edge of the picture.<\/p>\n The triple struts of the railing thus connect the figure in the foreground directly with the two dark, walking figures a short distance away. Top hats point to two conventionally dressed, faceless men. It is unclear whether they are walking away from the viewers or one of them is coming towards them. These two men, towards whom the diagonal is pointing, are thus given an impulse to help the martyred person and are thereby included in the action. They, however, do not hear the scream – neither the despair of nature nor the shriek of their fellow human being. No help or empathy is forthcoming.<\/p>\n Another doubling, contrasting with the screaming individual, are the two boats seen on the fjord:\u00a0 seemingly peaceful enjoyment of the evening, perhaps late fishing. Nature is not deserted, but includes human activity.\u00a0 Only the person screaming in deepest distress senses the impending apocalypse. So while fellow human beings are quite immune to the blood-soaked sky, for the tormented creature the world is in flames. Horror reigns beneath the surface of a peaceful world.<\/p>\n Familiar signs can no longer be relied on: red, the colour of love and warmth, now transports fire and blood. The sky is not a comforting sight, but deeply threatening. But only the artist realises this. Munch wrote in pencil in a red stripe in the sky: \u201ckan kun v\u00e6re malet af en gal mand\u201d (\u201ccan only have been painted by a madman\u201d). The painter worried all his life about losing his mind and also spent time undergoing psychiatric treatment. But the horror to which he sensitizes the eyes and ears of the viewer with this picture reflects the fears of the individual and at the same time captures the madness of an era that was heading for the abyss.<\/p>\n The Scream<\/em><\/strong> and the onset of imperialism<\/strong><\/p>\n In his diary, Edvard Munch records a personal experience that deeply disturbed him. The painting has appealed to viewers on this private level also ever since. However, from our historical vantage point, a further dimension emerges that Munch and his contemporaries certainly did not realise and could only guess at. The Scream<\/em> was created at the onset of the imperialist era, with its accompanying profound social and political upheavals. This is another reason why this work of art speaks to us with such poignancy today.<\/p>\n In the late nineteenth century, a new, more international, more aggressive stage of capitalism emerged. The world was being redivided, with rapidly growing technological progress and simultaneously increasing urban impoverishment, the First World War cast its shadow long before. Munch lived in Berlin between 1892 and 1894. It is conceivable that his stay in this metropolis not long after the formation of the Reich under Bismarck, when German imperialism was also rapidly gaining strength, intensified the painter\u2019s perception of a disquieting time.<\/p>\n Everything seemed to be spiralling out of control. Nihilism, which also affected Munch, gained new fertile ground with its anti-humanist idea of the meaninglessness of life. It suited the ruling class of the era that the world no longer seemed comprehensible. As Yeats reflected in 1919:<\/p>\n Turning and turning in the widening gyre When Yeats wrote these lines, imperialism had already wreaked the first great world war. Munch experienced the emergence of this new, imperialist stage of capitalism as a young adult. Simplified, Lenin wrote that imperialism could be defined as follows:<\/p>\n Imperialism is capitalism at that stage of development at which the dominance of monopolies and finance capital is established; in which the export of capital has acquired pronounced importance; in which the division of the world among the international trusts has begun, in which the division of all territories of the globe among the biggest capitalist powers has been completed.<\/em><\/p>\n Lenin defines imperialism emerged as a specific phase of capitalism between 1873 (not yet established) and 1900 (established):<\/p>\n After the crisis of 1873, a lengthy period of development of cartels; but they are still the exception. They are not yet durable. They are still a transitory phenomenon. The boom at the end of the nineteenth century and the crisis of 1900-03. Cartels become one of the foundations of the whole of economic life. Capitalism has been transformed into imperialism.<\/em><\/p>\n Based on these corner dates, it can be assumed that Munch\u2019s world-famous painting from 1893 artistically captures this transition to imperialism. This is not to claim that the painter himself was aware of such a thing, but rather that Munch\u2019s great sensitivity achieved what Shakespeare expected of true art, and Hamlet tells the players in Act II, scene 2 : \u201cto show \u2026 the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.\u201d<\/p>\n Naturally, personal sensibilities inform a work of art, but its paramount importance lies in the fact that Munch \u2013 by facing his own fears, his own pain \u2013 was able to express this scream of the tortured creature as a defining moment of the age in such a way that people all over the world are still moved today.<\/p>\n So while the subject matter of the painting depicts exactly what most establishment art critics describe, namely a person standing on a bridge near Oslo and hearing a scream that affects him existentially (and shrieking himself), the time of the painting\u2019s creation contributes decisively to its significance. The scream as an essential part of the subject therefore logically shapes the colours, the composition, the structure, the tensions, which heighten it and move it towards horror and despair. In the form of his painting, Munch breaks away from Impressionism and describes a world torn apart, from the perspective of personal perception. Art enters the age of imperialism.<\/p>\n The artist created four further versions of the painting, as well as a lithograph. Since its creation 130 years ago, Munch\u2019s picture, like the Mona Lisa<\/em> or Guernica<\/em>, has been engraved in the visual memory of humankind. Munch\u2019s painting vividly evokes in us an empathy that defines our humanity, which we feel when we hear about natural disasters and personal tragedies, but above all about the immense suffering and terror of martyred people in war zones.<\/p>\n Munch\u2019s desperate, screaming face is captured three times in Picasso\u2019s Guernica<\/em> (1937) \u2013 in the mother with the dead baby, the person in flames, the tortured horse, scenes that continue to be caused by imperialist violence and wars today. Munch gave artistic expression to this horror. We see ourselves in this picture and at the same time recognise the humanist feeling that unites us all in humanity \u2013 solidarity and compassion. The Scream<\/em> expresses deep emotionality and humanity that define its greatness.<\/p>\n I would like to thank Friederike Riese and Erwin Ritzer for their valuable advice in the preparation of this article.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It\u2019s the 160th anniversary of Edvard Munch\u2019s birth on 12 December, and the 80th anniversary of his death in January. 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The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.<\/em><\/p>\n