Pio Santini by its three sons. - [21/08/05 by piosantini]
PIERRE, the ELDEST

His uprooting and the anguishes which accompanied it aroused this need for telling and recreating the visions of a childhood and an adolescence that continued to live in him with the force of memory and dream. He knew the magic of the glance and the gesture; from his eye to his hand, life passed, recomposed with an infinite refinement: the one that leads from emotion to creation. As a real craftsman he knew in his entire being that man controls life and recreates it with his heart, his body and his spirit up to sublimation, and that he had to do it with purity, love and freedom. This deep sense of freedom and fairness led him to take risks and fight for HIS trueness: the Independence of art towards money, merchants, fashions, fakes and arrangements. He paid dearly for it to leave us a unique, necessary and irreplaceable work that finds its modernity and its universality with time, an authentic, true, subtly and deeply controlled work. His “painted theatre”, between dream and reality, between feeling and thought, gets us in uncommon regions of the intelligence and heart. Pierre Santini (1991).
Pierre Santini (1991)
CLAUDE, The JUNIOR
How to explain that the extraordinarily rich work of this exceptional artist was only known and recognized, in his days, by a small group of amateurs, when, without any doubt, Pio Santini was one of the great painters of his century ? A powerful draughtsman, very talented illustrator and above all a complete painter, admirably mastering the material, the colour and the light, Pio Santini had completed his exceptional artistic gifts with a brilliant pictorial technique. Then why did this out of the ordinary artist pass in his time without drawing his contemporaries’ attention? Major explanation is Pio Santini’s discretion, his tremendous modesty, combined with his refusal of any compromise that made him neglect all steps in promotional matter, essential however in our world of communication. One day, soon, the art of Pio Santini will finally find a right recognition; for me, there is no doubt about that. It’s a great pity however, that such a sensitive man did not receive during his lifetime the homage that he secretly wished for, and deserved so much. Claude Santini (1991).
Claude Santini (1991)
MARIO, the youngest son.

Mario Santini (1991)