Edvard Munch stirs up something inside me - he is by far my favorite artist. Two summers ago, I visited Oslo and was luck enough to go the Munch museum. For the first time I really because enthralled with art, completely in rapture.
Last weekend my quest for more Munch brought me to the Art Institute of Chicago, which had the exhibit "Becoming Edvard Munch: Influence, Anxiety, and Myth". Although not as stirring as the art in his native Norway, it was thrilling nontheless. Then Thad and I frolicked about Chicago, capping off the beautiful day.
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