The pianist sits half-turned on a round stool, both hands down on the keys. His white hair sweeps back from the forehead above a black tailcoat lined in scarlet, a white waistcoat and a bow tie. The lid of the grand stands open on its stick, showing the soundboard and frame, with open sheets propped on the music desk and one page slipping over the edge. Two tooled volumes and loose scores lie on the blue rug, its corner turned up by the leg.