In bathers, a young man who definitely occupies the foreground, balancing on a rough board as if he were on a diving board, is waiting to take flight for a daring dive that will certainly break the compact monotony of the river mirror by opening a furrow.
There is also another candidate for an upcoming dive at his side, placed on hold, ready to accept the gauntlet of the challenge and to repeat the act, once again in the name of a quantitative variant. Here no alarm siren resounds, but on the contrary our human component is invited to get busy, to feel at ease, to dominate the scene