On the Hasselblad 500C/M
Six months in with the 500C/M. Some notes on what changes when you slow down — not just the camera, but the way you think before you raise it.
The mirror slap is loud enough that you commit to every frame. That commitment is the point. When a roll of 120 gives you twelve exposures, waste becomes viscerally expensive. You stop working the scene. You start reading it.
I've been shooting the same stretch of canal near the studio every month at the same hour. Not for a project — just to watch how light behaves on water through winter into spring. The Planar renders it with a softness at the edges that feels honest to memory. Sharp where you looked. Falling off where you didn't.