In an old, overcrowded studio that speaks of former glory, a painter sits motionless, staring blankly at the white canvas stretched before him. A Muse appears, and the painter comes to life. He begins to create with the same passion and energy he had in his youth. Over time, the process becomes increasingly difficult and painful, but the aging painter is driven by an overwhelming desire to experience success once more. At the end of this struggle, we return to the opening image: the old painter in the same pose, in the same place. The stretched white canvas begins to grow, filling the frame until the painter disappears. The whiteness remains before us, the viewers. Peace, silence, serenity. That state between two battles. Inter arma!