Thursday, November 1, 2007

Silent Scream

The Scream, 1893 - Edvard Munch

Most of you I reckon have seen the movie Scream. The movie was apparently inspired from this painting as portrayed here. Remember the killer in that movie – he was wearing the white mask that resembles this sexless creature in this painting. Edvard Munch expressed his painting well I would say in a very remarkable manner. I am his absolute die hard fan of his the fact that is modus operandi of art is dramatic. Relating to this Norwegian art is somehow a bit distressing and it makes me feel fucking uncomfortable. From my observation, this creature is terrorized with his grief, wanting the world to stop moving. The bloody red skies can be the evidence of how Nature works and how it is draining his life. It works like tension opposite, the subject is howling inside and naked in thoughts, at the same time fear on how he would go on with life when everything is stagnant and will never know the secret of life to breath again. It all comes to the mind – the mind is a horrifying thing to control and organize. One hell of a cibai case ain’t it?
Oh and Mahen? Don't attempt on that Imovane, c'mon fucker you don't wanna bleed like a pussy.

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