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Remember...we don't see objects, we see light. [...] Light can do anything water can do--flow, wash, trickle. It can do anything an artist can do--paint, burnish, carve. Candlelight falls, licks a face. There is always light in a room.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Anything
Rooms
Trickle
Always
Face
Carve
Faces
Wash
Water
Falls
Fall
Paint
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Flow
Burnish
Light
Objects
Licks
Remember
Room
Candlelight

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