How can you go to Oslo and not see ‘ The Scream’?

Twice…

… or even three times?

After a 14 hour sleep, trying to shake off my lurgy, I tottered down to breakfast and decided that I was going to take things easy today. I’d go to the Munch Museum and see Edvard Munich’s ‘ The Scream’, then wander back to the hotel in time to catch the train to Stockholm.
This plan actually worked.

This is worth reading.
They have each Scream on rotation at a half hour at a time. When the half hour for a Scream is over, automatic doors slide in front of it, and then another pair of doors slide open.

To my surprise, I was drawn to the black and white image more than the others.

This was depressing. ‘ Workers on their way home.’

’The Murderer.’

Remember that odd statue of Ibsen I saw a few days ago in Bergen? Maybe he really did look weird. Here’s a portrait of him.

I loved this one.
That’s not the case with a lot of the paintings and sculptures here. It’s a very large museum, and they needed to fill it. Still, a more ruthless curation wouldn’t have done any harm.

Here’s a sculpture he made before painting the picture behind it.

’The Day After.’

Honestly, we’ve all been there.

After a 6 hour train trip, I’m now in Sweden. Tomorrow we explore the city of Stockholm.

Dad joke of the day: