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{{Main|The Scream}}
[[File:Edvard Munch, 1893, The Scream, oil, tempera and pastel on cardboard, 91 x 73 cm, National Gallery of Norway.jpg|thumb|''[[The Scream]]'' (1893), [[National Museum of Art, Architecture and Design|National Gallery]], Oslo]]
''The Scream'' exists in four versions: two pastels (1893 and 1895) and two paintings (1893 and 1910). There are also several [[Lithography|lithographs]] of ''The Scream'' (1895 and later).{{cn|date=December 2023}}
The 1895 pastel sold at auction on 2 May 2012 for [[US$]]119,922,500, including commission. It is the most colorful of the versions{{sfn|Vogel|2012}} and is distinctive for the downward-looking stance of one of its background figures. It is also the only version not held by a Norwegian museum.{{cn|date=December 2023}}
The 1893 version was stolen from the [[National Museum of Art, Architecture and Design|National Gallery]] in Oslo in 1994 and was recovered. The 1910 painting was stolen in 2004 from the [[Munch Museum]] in Oslo, but recovered in 2006 with limited damage.{{cn|date=December 2023}}
''The Scream'' is Munch's most famous work, and one of the most recognizable paintings in all art. It has been widely interpreted as representing the universal anxiety of modern man.<ref name=Eg_p10/> Painted with broad bands of garish color and highly simplified forms, and employing a high viewpoint, it reduces the agonized figure to a garbed skull in the throes of an emotional crisis.{{cn|date=December 2023}}
With this painting, Munch met his stated goal of "the study of the soul, that is to say the study of my own self".<ref>{{harvnb|Faerna|1995|p=16}}</ref> Munch wrote of how the painting came to be: "I was walking down the road with two friends when the sun set; suddenly, the sky turned as red as blood. I stopped and leaned against the fence, feeling unspeakably tired. Tongues of fire and blood stretched over the bluish black fjord. My friends went on walking, while I lagged behind, shivering with fear. Then I heard the enormous, infinite scream of nature."<ref>{{harvnb|Faerna|1995|p=17}}</ref> He later described the personal anguish behind the painting, "for several years I was almost mad... You know my picture, 'The Scream?' I was stretched to the limit—nature was screaming in my blood... After that I gave up hope ever of being able to love again."<ref>{{harvnb|Prideaux|2005|p=152}}</ref>
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