Red_Clegane

I fucking hate James Tissot’s paintings because in ALL OF THEM there is ALWAYS someone staring right at you, but it’s not always immediately visible. You just feel watched by this mf. Sometimes the little shit is right there at the centre, but others the bastard is just gazing from the distance, it is CREEPY, my guys

I think this is hilarious. We’ve been caught.

In James Tissot paintings, art observes you.

I love this actually it really brings you into the scene. It denies you the psychological position of outside observer and makes you feel as if you were almost there.

Always reblog James Tissot

*Soap and Ghost are making out* Ghost: *stops kissing Soap* What are you doing? Soap: Uh- Kissing you? Ghost: I mean with your hands Soap: ... They're on your waist? Ghost: Exactly. What am I? A nun? Put them somewhere useful