I never knew what came first – the devil or the god in the detail. Is detail supposed to be about small perfection, or a bureaucratic, red-tape nightmare. I’ve been loading up pics of the recent trip to Bangkok and am overwhelmed by the amount of snaps I have of heavenly detail – mirror, glass, gold, tile, porcelain, all used to decorate and embellish the temples and Chedi. I’m more a fan of the god in detail rather than the devil. Small perfections. I can’t take my eyes off them.