I caught my ankle shaving this morning and as much as it stung I liked watching the patterns forming on my leg as the blood ran down it. Mixed with water it looked like watercolour paint. I tried to stop the bleeding but it started again and when my leg was dry I liked watching the way the blood pooled and caught the light. This may all sound very morbid or strange but there was something aesthetically pleasing about it so I decided to play around taking a few photos.
On the other end of the scale I went to a wedding today. I didn't take many photos but I actually preferred my blood shot to any of the ones I took there.
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