confluence amidst conflict

confluence amidst conflict | pastel, charcoal, paper | 11in x 14in

“It is because of the conflict in our own personal lives–and our willingness to face them and convert them into constructive dialogue–that we grow towards consciousness.” Robert Johnson, Inner Work

I welcome your thoughts and comments. Please email me: stephen@stephensantore.com

 

such a Quest it is!

d23kj52 | India Ink and Pastels on Paper | 12″ x 18″

There is a special feeling that comes from pushing and pulling media, and looking and changing. The balance and imbalance of certainty and uncertainty that can be so very taxing yet so marvelously freeing. Such a quest it is! Reaching through time and space into a continuum of never diminishing energy…

wildly staring into fears

d49dsx4 | India Ink and Chalk on Archival Paper | 18in x 24in

wildly staring into

fears

that scream from mouths

of demons

red orange flames

claiming the air

raging

to devour

my only soul

yet i peer into their

greedy gaze

extinguishing

their very

existence

forever

or so i thought

 

This Day of Remembrance

d55tsd | graphite on recycled acid-free paper | 9in x 12 in

My heart and mind go out to all women and men that have suffered, and continue to suffer, the wars between all of us. One day, will we learn there is a better way? As the very imperfect man that I am, I certainly hope so.

Quiet Magnificence

Agave off of Sitio Lima | Archival Print | 32in x 48in

there are those moments, after the sun begins its travels to distant lands, that stillness settles into the fabric of time. it is no longer day, and it is not yet night. what mystery there is in these moments. sheets of subdued light find themselves softly kissing what exists. It is a slow sweet dance of quiet magnificence.

Wonders of Life

OH6BR2 | 24″ x 30″ | Oil on Canvas

I have been watching a fascinating series called the “Wonders of Life” presented by Professor Brian Cox, OBE, FRS. He is an English physicist, and Advanced Fellow of particle physics in the School of Physics and Astronomy at the University of Manchester.

Brian presents clearly that all life on earth is connected through our genetic code, stating, “Our DNA contains the finger print of almost 4 billion years of evolution.” And further sharing that “It tells us we are connected not only to every plant and animal alive today, but to every single thing that has ever lived.”

There is such beauty and insight in this theory/science.

The Easel Within

d8uy92 | Dry Leads on Rag Paper | 12in x 9in

I have so much respect for those that set up there easels and look out into the world and draw and paint what they see. There is such a richness to be noticed in this world, not matter where one gazes. What of the notion of setting up your easel within yourself? The richness of all that resides in our conscious minds and even more that resides in our unconscious, and perhaps collective, mind. Never ending universes to be discovered.

A View of Humanity

LK9YK5 | 36″ x 48″ | Oil on Canvas

When the Dalai Lama was asked what most surprised him about humanity, he answered: “Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.

-From page 154 of “Huston Smith: Wisdomkeeper”, by Dana Sawyer. It is an extremely well written biography.

Ocean’s Edge

Ponto North 2822 | Archival Print | 32in x 48in

walking to her edge i gaze out upon the divine mystery of all. i listen with joy to this ocean’s words, as she persuades thousands of oval stones to tap lightly upon each other. Such a symphony of percussion as her fingers rush forth and retreat away into sweeping, gorgeous curves, instinctively returning to their depths. Tiny droplets of her liquid, gently carried by the wind, land sweetly on my cold face. Eyes closed, my head directly into the cool breath of the sky, i touch my tongue to the tip of my finger, tasting her salts. And i remember that each of us is but a grain of sand. One grain touching others. An endless beach with the power to accept, caress, nurture, protect, love, all life within.

Noticed Things

Seat of a Chair

Seat of a Chair | Archival Print | 32in x 48in

It is not difficult to find elegance and beauty in the smallest of sometimes unnoticed things. For instance, things like the seat of a chair catching the light from a window on a Sunday, as it rains outside.

So very precious to feel.