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| Rufino Tamayo Academic Painting 1935 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Rufino Tamayo Carnival 1941 oil on canvas Phillips Collection, Washington DC |
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| Rufino Tamayo Desnudo Blanco 1943 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Rufino Tamayo Dancers over the Sea 1945 oil on canvas Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio |
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| Rufino Tamayo Heavenly Bodies 1946 oil on canvas Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice |
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| Rufino Tamayo Untitled before 1952 lithograph Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Rufino Tamayo Woman in Grey 1959 oil on canvas Guggenheim Museum, New York |
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| Rufino Tamayo Man in Black 1960 lithograph Dallas Museum of Art |
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| Rufino Tamayo Ghost 1964 lithograph Amon Carter Museum, Fort Worth, Texas |
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| Rufino Tamayo Head of Colossus 1964 lithograph Amon Carter Museum, Fort Worth, Texas |
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| Rufino Tamayo Profile of a Man 1964 lithograph Amon Carter Museum, Fort Worth, Texas |
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| Rufino Tamayo Self Portrait 1968 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Rufino Tamayo Femme en Mauve ca. 1969 lithograph Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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| Rufino Tamayo Man and Woman 1971 oil on canvas San Diego Museum of Art |
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| Rufino Tamayo Figure on Stucco 1976 lithograph Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Rufino Tamayo Protest 1983 lithograph Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
The Fourteenth Ode of the Second Book of Horace
Ah! Friend, the posting years how fast they fly!
Nor can the strictest Piety
Defer incroaching Age,
Or Death's resistless Rage,
If you each day
A Hecatomb of Bulls should slay,
The smoaking Host could not subdue
The Tyrant to be kind to you.
From Geryon's Head he snatched the Triple Crown.
Into th'infernal Lake the Monarch tumbled down.
The Prince, the Pesant of this World must be
Thus wafted to Eternity.
In vain from bloody Wars are Mortals free,
Or the rough Storms of the Tempestuous Sea.
In vain they take such care
To shield their bodies from Autumnal Air.
Dismal Cocytus they must ferry o're,
Whose languid stream moves dully by the shore.
And in their passage we shall see
Of tortured Ghosts the various Misery.
Thy stately House, thy pleasing Wife
And children (blessings dear as Life)
Must all be left nor shalt thou have
Of all thy grafted Plants, one Tree;
Unless the dismal Cypress follow thee,
The short-lived Lord of all, to thy cold Grave,
But the imprisoned Burgundy
Thy jolly Heir shall straight set free.
Released from Lock and Key, the sparkling Wine
Shall flow, and make the drunken Pavement shine.
– Horace (65-8 BC), translated by John Potenger (1685)