In Winter Theme, Arturo Monroy immerses us in a vortex of organic forms that oscillate between gestation and transformation. It is a scene where winter doesn’t freeze, but stirs — a quiet eruption of spheres, bodies, and curling leaves emerging from a deep, almost liquid blue.
The swirling figures resemble withered leaves, flames, or ancient creatures circling in ritual motion, while the green edges pulse with the energy of dormant life. Nature, though paused, is far from still.
Here, winter is not absence — it is a charged stillness. A moment of inward force, where life retreats only to grow more intense beneath the surface.
