Sancho Panza shades his eyes with a flat hand and looks into the distance, the rein held in his right. Beside him a grey donkey has dropped its head to the ground, ears back and tail lifted. The squire wears a loose white shirt, a pink sash with a leather bag at the hip, and one leg bound to the knee. Dry earth, loose stones and scattered thistle run across the base, the pair built along a long diagonal.