Monday, November 25, 2013

My Mistakes - Poem in a Box

I've always loved matchboxes. The way they slide open appeals to the child in me. I've also always loved poetry.  I can't remember a time when there wasn't poetry in my life -- from nursery rhymes to songs on the radio to the Norton Anthology of Poetry to the daily writer's almanac.

Lately, I've been writing a some simple rhymes. 

Today I thought of one:


some were big

some were small

some I never recovered from

at all

some were old

some were new

but after each one

I grew and grew

I still make them every day

still I cry still I pay

I know this will always be

The mistakes I make are what makes me

I also emptied a matchbox after lighting a candle and I had a big pile of failed watercolors.  All of that combined to make this little book box:


All contents
Front of Mistakes (all pieces of failed paintings)
Back of Mistakes
It's quite fun to read it and see the back of each little scrap of torn up painting. I tried to keep all the images simple and I included a few mistakes.

What do you do with your mistakes?

If you're interested in this little box of mistakes, it's for sale in my Etsy Shop for $10.  sold! :)


  1. This looks really fun! I paint over my mistakes. :)

    1. I sometimes paint over them, but since I work mostly on paper, it's hard to get a nice painting. Thanks for stopping by :)

  2. Oh, Joy, I love this! I recycle/repurpose my painting mistakes. my life mistakes... from some i learn, some i repeat...

    1. I repeat them, too, but eventually learn -- or at least learn to love my mistakes. Thanks!


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