Further Reading
- Travels with Pen, Pencil and Ink (1980), Tate Gallery, London ISBN 0-905005-58-9
- Weschler, L. Cameraworks (with David Hockney - photographer) (1984) Alfred A. Knopf, (portions of the essay by Weschler appeared in the New Yorker in a slightly different form), ISBN 0-394-53733-5
- Geldzahler, H., Knight, C., Kitaj, R. B., Schiff, G., Hoy, A., Silver, K. E. and Weschler, L. David Hockney: A Retrospective (Painters & sculptors) (1988), Thames and Hudson, London, ISBN 0-500-23514-7
- Shanes, E. Hockney Posters (with David Hockney), (1988), Crown Publishing Group, ISBN 0-517-56584-6
- Luckhardt, U. and Melia, P. David Hockney: A Drawing Retrospective (1995), Thames and Hudson, London, ISBN 0-500-09255-9
- Livingstone, M. David Hockney: Space and Line (1999), Annely Juda Fine Art, London, ISBN 1-870280-74-1
- Livingstone, M. David Hockney: Painting on Paper (2002), Annely Juda Fine Art, London, ISBN 1-870280-95-4
- Livingstone, M. David Hockney: Egyptian Journeys (2002), American University in Cairo Press, Cairo, ISBN 977-424-737-X
- Howgate, S. David Hockney Portraits (2006), National Portrait Gallery, ISBN 1-85514-362-3
- Melia, P. and Luckhardt, U. David Hockney: Paintings (2007), Prestel, Munich, ISBN 3-7913-3718-1
- Becker, C. and Livingstone, M. David Hockney (2009), Swiridoff Verlag, Künzelsau, ISBN 3-89929-154-9
- Sykes. C. S. Hockney: The Biography (2011), Century, ISBN 1-84605-708-6
- Barringer, T. and Devaney, E. David Hockney: A Bigger Picture (2012), Thames and Hudson, London, ISBN 0-500-09366-0
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