The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters by Francisco Goya, 1797
These were sold as a set of eighty, in an ordinary shop rather than anywhere grand, and pulled off sale after a couple of weeks — the usual explanation is that he got nervous about the Inquisition. This one was meant to open the second half, and there's a note attributed to him saying the idea is that reason and imagination go wrong without each other. Whether that's the whole story, I couldn't tell you.
Erisava: Is this actually frightening to you, or has it just got old?
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The animals are one thing. It's the man having simply given up at the desk that stays with me.