ssion of a love that was never really present. The question remains about what to with a pair of Jacobs old shoes, a question that is left unanswered. Jacobs shoes, which used to be filled by Jacob himself, have no place, just like Jacob himself.The portrait that Virginia Woolf creates of Jacob is one that is less a true depiction of Jacob himself, but rather the people that tried to interpret him. Jacob's Room is not finally about Jacob, but about the world that forms him. Trying to understand Jacob is task that is just as difficult as finding a place for his empty shoes, at best those who felt closest to Jacob were just observers of his life, observer(s)...choked with observations (75). The portrait of Jacob created from the novel is less a portrait and more like a cavern of mystery, endowing Jacob Flanders with all sorts of qualities he had not at all (80). Our portrait of Jacob is painted to us by Virginia Woolf about the dubiety, skepticism and wonder over true human existence and if it is at all possible to achievew it. Jacobs own room is exactly that, something so real and physical that is at the same time departed and lifeless....
