"The Curse of the Crying Boy" is a good example of haunted media - a creepy painting, to be precise. Said painting features a weeping lad. Owning such a work can lead to your house burning down, but the painting survives.
Fortean Times dates the meme from 1985, starting with a Sun story, then entering the realms of urban legend. There's a nicely Gothic background to the painting's putative creator, out of the classic British fear of the south:
The picture that survived the fire in Rotherham that initially triggered the scare was signed by the artist G Bragolin. The Sun claimed the original was “by an Italian artist”. In fact, Giovanni Bragolin was a pseudonym adopted by Spanish painter Bruno Amadio, who is also known as ‘Franchot Seville’. Attempts to trace him floundered as art historians said he did not appear to have “a coherent biography”.
This leads to another trope, the embedded story:
Seville/Amadio/Bragolin told Mallory the subject of the paintings was a little street urchin he had found wandering around Madrid in 1969. He never spoke, and had a very sorrowful look in his eyes. Seville painted the boy, and a Catholic priest identified him as Don Bonillo, a child who had run away after seeing his parents die in a blaze. “The priest told the artist to have nothing to do with the runaway, because wherever he settled, fires of unknown origin would mysteriously break out; the villagers called him ‘Diablo’ because of this.”
So the painting gathers up a stew of themes: the scary/attractive South, religion (Catholicism), threats to home, and endangered children.
It's hard not to admire how The Sun milked the resulting panic:
Eventually, reporter Paul Hooper, with photographers and Page Three girls in tow, left the paper’s Bouverie Street HQ with two van-loads of prints ready for burning on a makeshift pyre near Reading. The Sun splashed the story – appropriately on Hallowe’en – under the headline: “Sun nails curse of the weeping boy for good.” A photograph depicted a scantily-clad “red hot Page Three beauty Sandra Jane Moore” feeding the bonfire as bemused firemen looked on.