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    dots Submission Name: Disarray dots

    Author: JanePlane
    ASL Info:    125/F/everyplane
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       Edvard Munch's pastel version of "The Scream" sold for $119.9 million on my youngest son's 12th Birthday 5/2. Oddly, Munch's birthday is the same as mine: 12/12.

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    Edvard Munch
    and I
    share the same birthday

    on the blue black

    He said the sky became bloody red

    still dead
    trembling with fright

    He felt a great surge
    in nature:

    “I felt a touch of
    melancholy” he said,
    “my friends walked on.
    I stayed behind
    trembling with fright”

    He created The Scream
    but he also painted lovers

    he blamed babies for the end of love
    and for jealousy

    I blame him.
    I blame him for not seeing that
    The Scream
    is inside

    you can't paint it out

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      but you can't blame the poor dude for trying.

    Honestly I think that we can't "paint" these "screams" out.
    But we can still use them to create art, until the scream goes away on its own.

    Interesting concept, Jane.
    | Posted on 2012-05-24 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      Whether making a painting or a poem, it's original expression is either something directly from the subconscious "inside", some outside inspiration that moves the inside, or simply a muse directed automation which even the artist/poet may not fully understand. Anyway, it's got to get inside one way or another before it can get out. $120 Mil. is some major expression. That painting would be me saying, "The tax man is taking HOW MUCH?".
    | Posted on 2012-05-22 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      the Scream is INSIDE...and it needs to get out.

    we carry too many screams around with us...that is why we have heart attacks, nervous breakdowns etc. etc. etc.

    craziness abounds...

    babies do create jealousy..but it isn't their fault...we are often just too selfish...if we have children we need to give up for them and to them.

    great poem, Jane.

    really good analysis of the artist and his work. you really captured something immense here.

    | Posted on 2012-05-21 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      I'm afraid Munch is the only chaos in his colorful world of precise lines and geometry (which suggests that we are the core of our own madness as well as the key to our own sanity).

    And isn't it fascinating that calm exists everywhere except the eye of the hurricane?

    Just my thoughts on your thoughts on Munch's thoughts.
    | Posted on 2012-05-21 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      I hate to be reticent sometimes but when I consider the sooth of our population on earth, and how many are bad, I could have a hysterical delirium. Is that what you mean by the scream is inside?

    | Posted on 2012-05-21 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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