My image of detail from “Another Chance” by Jack Butler Yeats (1944).

While preparing Louis Aubert’s Lied for flute and piano in September, I stumbled onto a recording of Robert Beaser’s “The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water.” Based on the William Butler Yeats poem of the same name, it is a haunting, lovely piece. I presented it at a lesson last month.

“Another Chance,” which demanded my attention this Saturday, is painted by Yeats’ brother. The places at which my interests and pursuits intersect delight me.

“‘All that’s beautiful drifts away / Like the waters.’”

Of course, what drew my eye initially was the figure — to me, Ishmael atop Queequeg’s casket. Speaking of the intersections of interests and pursuits, my younger daughter and I are scheduled to read at the 2025 Moby-Dick Marathon. (I was a reader for the virtual program in 2021.)