The Daily Delaney

I don't think it's any secret that I love animals. Sometimes, when I visit my friends, I catch myself spending more time with their pets than them. Maybe it's the way they connect with us. Dogs seem to be so in the now with you, like they've been waiting all day for you to show up and now that you're there, everything is gonna be fun! Some people will say it's because eventually there will be food, but I disagree. They get something more out of the bargain. Maybe it's comfort. Dogs are very anxious people. Searching, smelling, defending, warning... why don't they ever get over that stuff? Why do they need us to be home before they can relax? I think we do their spirits a disservice when we talk about them as pack animals. There's something there in them, a need to connect with us. Like they used to know how to talk to us and they're always on the verge of remembering how... but then they just start barking and that ruins everything. Cats are ...

A couple of new things this morning...  "on the catwalk"   "try as she might, she just couldn't get it out of her mind" I'm getting ready for the Mukilteo Lighthouse Festival this weekend . Here are a few of my new pieces... "Get your own!"   "She dreams of early retirement "   "Her insults were an art form unto themselves"   "Like Jane Goodall, only with frogs"   "The Legendary Bird Lady" "The Power of Hope"

Wow... sometimes you create in response to your life and other times your life seems to catch up with what you create. Yes, I'm back... sorry for the lack of posting the last couple of weeks... straight jobs can be quite demanding and quite exhausting! Thanks to everyone for all the sweet birthday wishes. Thanks especially to Rocky, who showed up at Harborside in uniform Saturday night and told me "Go home! I'm taking your shift!"     This is "Joy to the World".  I did this piece a few years ago. Last week, I found myself thinking about it thanks to some wonderful people who just happened to sit in my section on a Sunday afternoon.     I love the Virgin of Guadalupe as an icon, but I am always disturbed and saddened by how dour all the versions of it always are. The idea that Mary would get the news that she would be giving birth to a spirit that would change the world for the better seems like it would fill her with joy rather ...

I don't always feel this way, but sometimes... available here

There are some days when, even if you could do something else, you really shouldn't. There's a reason I have a hammock and a garden in the backyard. Those things aren't any good unless you use them (same as old cars and motorcycles that you love). Either you use them... or they're just stuff that weighs you down, creating static that sounds like "One of these days...". Sometimes that day has to be today... or tonight! It's Good To Be Da King! available here

Sometimes, I'll be wandering through a thrift shop, not looking for anything in particular and a piece will just jump out at me and scream "Do something with me!". That was the case with this crazy silver plated samovar I found a couple of weeks ago. The shape of it just said "Drama!". So I came up with this...   Bette Davis Eyes available here

...they may be right!   "IT'S GOOD TO BE ME" available here