If eyes are the window to one's soul, Jan expresses inner turmoil and the dilemma of decision. The throw draped over the chair is reminiscent of the line in T.S. Eliot's poem "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock":
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
Sergio Paul Ianniello
Acrylic on professional quality canvas stretched over a wooden frame