A meme, from emei
Drop me a comment and I will give you 3 interests on your list, and 3 of your icons, for you to explain. Here are mine.
litslash - I feel like something of a fannish oddity at times, because my dearest-loved fandoms are textual, closed, and old. If I could find a fan community for Prydain or the Secret Garden or LeGuin that was as active as media fandoms, I'd be there in a flash. (The slash part of this interest has moved omnisexual in recent months. Don't care if they're boys or girls, just want the fic and the meta and the community)
acafan - I got into fandom young, and started hanging around the big girls' journals, the ones who were in grad school and who talked about Derrida. Which meant that I learned literary theory as a kid, from fen, in reference to hobbit sex. It's a great way to go.
donkeyskin - a fairy tale about a Princess whose father wants to marry her. She asks for three gowns as radiant as the moon, as shining as the stars, and as golden as the sun, and then puts on an animal skin to make her escape. She flees to a neighboring kingdom where she lives as an animal-girl, working in the palace scullery. The prince gives three balls: he's looking for a wife. She goes each night, but then flees back to her animal skin. He finds her out by a ring she gave him, and marries her. I'm doing my senior honors work on it next year - it's unique. A girl takes on an animal disguise in order to find positive sexuality and freedom. I don't know what's going on, but I love it.
Tia Dalma was my favorite thing in Dead Man's Chest. She's a wonderful combination of things that I find fascinting, love and ships and fortune and foresight and the sea. She's so beautiful that I can't breathe whenever she's on the screen. So there was no way I wasn't going to have Tia Dalma icons. The text is Emily Dickinson, Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West -- Nor noticed Night did soft descend -- Nor Constellation burn -- Intent upon the vision Of latitudes unknown
Helena Bonham Carter as Olivia in Twelfth Night. I frelling love
Twelfth Night, for many reasons. They never really leave the greenworld, just step off even further into Illyria. Olivia is a unique character in the corpus - she's not the soubrette or the Best Friend or any of the other usual second fiddle parts. She's a sorrowful, loving, determined, sexual woman. I caught this cap by chance, and in looking through my set later I found that it somehow seemed to encapsulate all of those things. The text is Anne Carson, who is dreamy and literary and harsh and weird, and somehow fits up nicely against Shakespeare's girls. I read her for class this past fall, and jotted down lines in my notebook.
River is the best textual/deconstructionist toy that could ever be dropped into a show. She's a walking, dancing knot of literary theory. I wanted a River icon, and also something that I could use for theory posts or school-related stuff. Text from Anne Carson again. This was such an easy icon to make - it all just fell into place. Didn't take me more than ten minutes. I love it when that happens.