Last winter I slammed my finger in a windowsill (It was in Seville, so don’t feel too sorry for me). It got whumped pretty hard- it took about 2 days for the throbbing to stop. The nail turned black, of course, and then started a slow process of disintegration.
Naturally, I got out my camera.
I shot what I intended to be a set of time lapse photos of my finger. My finger moved too much day to day to make it a true time lapse. But I had to do something with all those photos…
Das Haus von Ruh 