A woman is diligently seeking inspiration for her newest painting, but sometimes ideas come slower than we’d prefer. Her curiosity draws her inwards to examine the barriers of her own artistic capabilities, but when a mysterious spirit arrives in her home without explanation she discovers that she is not alone in this search. The spirit’s ascension to the painter’s consciousness highlights the (dis)unity between mind and matter, idea and source, and the individual within collective urbanity. In the final sequence, the woman encounters her spiritual manifestation and this seems to be a more valuable discovery—the discovery of oneself—than the art and ideas that she will generate. But perhaps this new dichotomy, between art and artist, is just as inexact and ultimately unknowable.