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| Henry Scott Tuke The Green Waterways 1926 oil on canvas Grundy Art Gallery, Blackpool, Lancashire |
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| Christopher Wood Nude Boy in a Bedroom (Francis Rose) 1930 oil on panel Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh |
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| William Coldstream On the Map (Graham Bell and Igor Anrep) 1937 oil on canvas Tate Gallery |
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| Zdzislaw Ruszkowski Study for Boys Watering Horses 1938 oil on canvas Scarborough Art Gallery, North Yorkshire |
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| Edward Seago The East Window ca. 1944 oil on board Norfolk Museums |
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| Charles Maussion Walking Man No. 3 1950 oil and crayon on canvas Sainsbury Centre for Visual Arts, University of East Anglia, Norwich |
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| Andrew Wyeth April Wind 1952 tempera on gesso panel Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford, Connecticut |
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| Francis Bacon Study of a Nude 1952-53 oil on canvas Sainsbury Centre for Visual Arts, University of East Anglia, Norwich |
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| Charles James McCall Making the Bed 1964 oil on board Hunterian Art Gallery, University of Glasgow |
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| Richard Young Interior with a Figure 1967 oil on canvas Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool |
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| Maggi Hambling Sleepwalker 1978 oil on canvas Norfolk Museums |
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| Richard Patterson Painted Minotaur 1996-97 oil on canvas Tate Gallery |
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| Eberhard Havekost Ghost 2 2004 oil on canvas Tate Gallery |
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| Peter Keegan Self Portrait from the Back 2006 oil on board Cardiff Metropolitan University |
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| Enzo Marra Observers 2015 oil on panel Priseman Seabrook Collection, Wivenhoe, Essex |
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| Glenn Ligon Rückenfigur 2009 neon tubing and black paint Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
from Mythologies
Admit it: you used to walk around thinking there had
And what you got was "neon in daylight," a pleasure
Admit it: you used to walk around thinking there had
To be a reason for things, for everything. That way
Paranoia lies. Not a science of syllables, the solitude
Total, but the prophet's lit lantern was what you wanted –
And what you got was "neon in daylight," a pleasure
Recommended by Frank O'Hara. Those pleasures meant a lot to you,
You even thought you lived for them, until the first death
(A nervous uncle broke the news when you landed at Kennedy)
And the first marriage (you stayed up all night and read
Beyond the Pleasure Principle, a fair description
Of your lovemaking). It seems that new myths are needed
And consumed all the time by folks like you. Each erases the last,
Producing tomorrow's tabula rasa, after a night of dreams
In which the tigers of wrath become the tigers of repose.
– David Lehman (1990)