When I was four, I climbed up on the sofa to get a closer look at the lady in the landscape painting. I was appalled to find that she was just a blob of paint. Was she smiling? Did she wear glasses? Did she have curly hair? I have the utmost respect for the Impressionists and painters like John Singer Sargent who can convey a world in a dab of paint, but that’s not what I want to do. Maybe it’s because I’m near-sighted, but I’ve always wanted get closer to a picture--to climb right into it and see more. For me it’s all in the details. That’s why I use pen and ink; the fine point is perfect for tiny details and there's a lot of variation in the line depending on the pressure I use and the amount of ink on the pen. Now I invite you to climb into my pictures and get all the details.