Kiss 1906 - 1907

Edvard Munch made this "Kiss" painting, and it's a messy, intimate affair of watercolor and crayon. The colors are like honey mixed with smoke, all warm and a bit hazy, suggesting a fleeting moment, a memory perhaps. Look at how the figures are almost melting into each other, their faces blurred into a single mass of yellow and ochre. It’s less about distinct forms and more about the feeling of closeness. The brushstrokes are loose, kind of frantic, as if Munch was trying to capture something that was already slipping away. See the way the blue of the man's jacket bleeds into the background? It's like the edges of a dream, where everything is connected and nothing is quite solid. Munch, like his contemporary Klimt, wasn’t afraid to explore the darker, more ambiguous sides of human emotion, and I think "Kiss" is an interesting expression of that.