A few days ago I went to the place above mentioned in Oslo. It was lifelong wish of mine . I never expected to see in person one of the world's most famous paintings, The Scream (Skrik) by expressionist painter Edvard Munch. The pastels and oils blend in a way that gives it a dreamlike atmosphere. I remember having nightmares as a kid after seeing this painting. There was something about it that kept drawing me to it. The sun making the sky red resembles a sea of blood. The deformed child screaming on the bridge is the ultimate form of fear. His face sort of resembles the mask from the killer in the movie by the same name. I wanted to take a picture standing next to it but apparently cameras were not allowed.
Later, I learned that this painting had been stolen twice in the past and only recently was replaced in the museum after being restored.