The Scream, 1893 - Tempera and pastel on board 91 x
?I was walking along the road with two friends.The sun
was setting. I felt a breath of melancholy ?
Suddenly the sky turned blood-red. I stopped, and
leaned against the railing, deathly tired ? Looking out
across the flaming clouds that hung like blood and a
sword over the blue-black fjord and town. My friends
walked on ? I stood there, trembling with fear. And I
sensed a great, infinite scream pass through nature.?