Part man part wheel, Delaney Davidson is part wander- ing minstrel, part travelling salesman. One hand holds a small brown suitcase; his trade, his ghost orchestra, the other holds his guitar. One foot firmly in the Blues Trash corner of the ring, the other on the road. Man of a thousand faces, his work with paint, music, film and concept all has traces of his unique take on life. Part new world and part old world, this duality is echoed in the flavours he evokes with his work; Past vs present, too loud for folk vs too quiet for rock, Light vs Dark, Davidson’s restless work refuses to be still for the portrait it is asked to sit for.
