Okay, so it’s really just called The Scream, and was painted in 1893. That doesn’t make it any less disturbing though. Here’s how Munch described what inspired it:
I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature. (via)
When there’s enough, I’ll put together a gallery.