And As Death Looked Upon Us, He Saw That We Were Lost / Pointing Out The Direction To Travel / Guided By A Stray Dog (Trading Head Pats And Belly Rubs For Salvation) Painted outside in 0'C. Because it was so cold, the piece didn’t dry for over a week and the snow and rain effected it - “I like that, that I make a painting, and then the weather finishes it.” This ongoing practice is focused on being in intense physical situations, as a way to engage with unconscious compositional processes and to remain more present throughout. The title is a line from the emotional state on that day, as referenced by the diary. This was the first piece working at the outdoor studio, and was a way to revisit some messy techniques that hadn’t used for some years.