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dance of life

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Hey, Tulla Larsen. LIGHTEN UP. You look so goddamn serious about a dance, and yeesh!, after researching this work, I’m starting to realize why.

Edvard Munch (moon-ck, btw) met Larsen in 1898. He’s 35, she’s 29. There’s a lot of issues with Munch, so I’ll spare you…but let’s just say, him being jealous probably a.) isn’t new, and b.) not surprising. Scholars seem to think this is less a tableau, and more a documentation of a woman experiencing ravaging lust and love.

Stage One (left): Girl in white, pretty, bored.
Stage Two (right): Girl in white, taken by a creep. Again, Munch’s jealousy enters strong here; scholarship believes the male counterpart is some playwright Larsen was apparently having an affair with.
Stage Three (center): Munch back with Larsen, dancing some angry tango I think I’ve seen on Dancing with the Stars (BACK MONDAY, MARCH 21ST!!!!) Also, how Kardashian is Munch’s ass?!
Stage Four (far right): Larsen, pissed af, jaded + slighted. It’s what you get for going out with Munch, Larsen.

But wait, the stuff gets better: Edvard Munch got shot in the left hand in an attempt to break up with Tulla Larsen. He always said his hand’d constantly reminded him of the “three wasted years” of his life. Baha, I always have that feeling of regret…but it’s usually about the large pile of candy wrappers I have on my desk after reading my horoscope.


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edvard munch


Edvard Munch (let’s get on the same page with pronunciation: ed-vahrd moonk) is one of the most famous artists, right? The Scream is like our modern Mona Lisa. He loved his paintings like children, never married, and spent the last thirty years of his life living alone.

He was also totally bananas: The painting recreates a panic attack he had while out on the town with friends. Of experience, he said,

 The “air turned to blood” and the “faces of my comrades became a garish yellow-white.”

Um, boyfriend? None of that is normal! Though, when I realized that one of Munch’s friends was Paul Gauguin, well…no WONDER your life is grotesque, Ed!

Munch was found dead in his house (on the second floor, with the doors locked) in 1944. He had more than 20,000 works of art in his studio at the time of his death.

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