A Hasselblad is, as I was told when I first held him, many photographer's dream camera. This I've known for 20 years, and there is a certain magic to the way he sits so comfortably in the hand, the way his leaf shutter thunks, a serious sound that still makes me feel slightly unworthy of owning such a beautiful thing. The learning curves - for there are quite a few - are much harder to navigate than, at first, imagined. I shot almost an entire roll of Velvia slide film with wrong speed dialled into my lightmeter recently, rushing ahead of myself as I am, so often, wont to do.
Patience is a skill, one I'm trying very hard to master. Slowly, slowly.