Talli Ebin

Talli Ebin teaches at the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising. She lives in San Francisco.


Write--pen to paper--the "real kind." Sit on the sofa. Smoke a cigarette. Run the images behind my eyes again. The present danger: that I will be invisible on film; that I will disappear in a French movie. Type. Read. Remember the silver anchovies isolated in their round tank in the Monterey Aquarium, like a flock of birds. Write again. The process repeats itself until I become removed, extended beyond boundaries. Accretion: pieces of narrative pile up in no particular order except their own. It begins to seem inevitable, a simultaneity of time and space in which one choice is exactly like any other.

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