Monday, November 30, 2009
When Munch painted The Scream, what was he thinking of? What had unsettled his mind? Some say he painted such pessimistic scenes because he lost his parents, a brother, and a sister when he was young. I can relate to this painting now in a way in which I could not before.
Though I have studied thanatology, my daughter's death continues to wear away at me. There is no way in which we can make sense of such an occurrence. She was 25.
In the car on the way home from a short outing Saturday, one thing led to another and soon I was saying, "I lost my daughter!" Then the only sound I could make was a scream.
And another, and another. I lost my mind for a little bit there and let it all come out. For a few minutes, I thought we might be going to the hospital to check me into the psych ward, but eventually the screaming passed.
Sometimes all we can do when facing such a thing is to scream. Munch knew it. I know it. Deep down, you know it, too.
Peace - D