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Three Blankets, One Beach. The winter wind, white sky. There were once three blankets: the purple one, the green one and the pastel rainbow. They were all similar yet very different. They were for different people, marking different life events. They were brought to a beautiful beach at Rhos on Sea and displayed in space to give them time and space to breathe before leaving my house to be united with their respective rightful owners. And then, as it often happens, something unexpectedly beautiful had occurred. As we tried to photograph me presenting the blankets, nature had other ideas. Wind had different plans. There was no way what we presumed and perhaps planned…