I felt something was needed to be added to the Montana painting. The interesting thing about painting is that it abstracts reality with texture. And when you see painterly clouds in real life. Painting them doesn’t convey the initial awe and dumbfoundment when you see clouds that look strangely heavy and smooth, more like skipping stones than condensation. I wanted to convey that unearthly suspended feeling by using these elements. That same unhinged feeling was present that day in the field near the lake. What is “Splig” you ask? I don’t know. A name, perhaps, of a type of cloud that doesn’t exist.