InsaneJournal

Having undertaken name-squatting in many journal sites (bar journalfen) I've spent some time thinking about how I use them. Early on I decided that IJ would not be a backup copy of my LJ. I wanted to have a new space with other words being spoken. I started posting poetry I like, I comment on my flist here. I don't want a different identity - still me, still Vera - but this is an other space. I very much like it that way.

The other day I was looking at an old hard drive and found a folder full of icons I'd made, icons that startled me with how much I like them. I've felt that I've been a bland icon maker recently but these remind me that sometimes I bring a great loveliness and it pleases me. I made them all around the same time; I think the words on the icons I've uploaded will show I was a little melancholy at the time.

Someday I'll fly away

Empty as a pocket

This is not our fate

Passing by

Undercurrent

Red shirts for a new generation

Crucible

At her most beautiful...

Yes, I was feeling a little sad.

There are also a lot of crops that show the subject moving out of the frame of looking down or away. Hello, psyche!