With twenty minutes to spare before my shift began, I sketched the view from the sea wall. For once I decided not to be a complete perfectionist, and declared the drawing completed before I ran out of time. It’s very tempting to keep adding to it, but I’m leaving this one as is; I could obsess over the detail for hours otherwise.
Occasional Oddities 
it’s perfect
A sketch is a sketch – it’s finished! My clay teacher would have told me to stop titivating, but then clay has a nasty habit of crumbling to dust!