The old man has stretched out along a rough bench, hat tipped back and bare feet crossed on the ground, a cup in his right hand and a straw-wrapped bottle at his elbow. Two white doves have settled on his knee and forearm. Opposite him a barefoot boy perches on a wooden barrel, head thrown back, fingers working the strings of a guitar. Olive coat against scarlet trousers gives this Capodimonte group its contrast.