Winding on the roll

It occurred to me just now, as I was scanning some photos in, that sometimes the photographs that please me the most - or, if not the most then at least more than they ought - are ones that are essentially mistakes. Unintentional success stories, if you like. Out of focus shots, or ones at the beginning of the film roll where I've wound the film on are two that spring to mind.
Because I use rangefinder cameras for both 35mm and medium format, with its clear, bright, apparently focussed viewfinder, I sometimes have a moment of madness where I forget to focus. The odd thing is that even though I don't think much of these - they are genuine mistakes - when I scan them (because I scan just about everything) I sometimes get attracted by something in them.
Likewise the beginning of the film roll can be lovely, even if it's just pointed at the floor. I suppose it's the odd angles or the unexpected or unanticipated framing. There's a point in a film I saw recently - The Science of Sleep (a film, incidently, that I absolutely fell in love with) in which one character say to another something along the lines, "It's difficult to try to achieve chaos. Everything tries to sort itself into its own order." It was probably more eloquently put in the film, but it made me think - these mistakes and accidents produce some interesting results precisely because they're so. If I tried to take interesting out of focus shots, or beginning of the roll type framing I'd probably fail dismally.

(All the photographs in this post are "winding on the roll" shots taken in 2006).