adj.
Wandering in the clouds;
moving through the air.
I have a serious love for language. Second only to my love for creativity. If I wasn't an artist I truly believe that my path would've lead me somewhere to explore the literary arts. I don't feel tied to the English language alone. I have adored exploring various languages since my first introduction to World Languages in the 7th grade at Emerson Middle School. Learning to count and say the alphabet in various languages excited me. Having to chose only one language in 8th grade seemed unfair. I wanted to learn them all. But back to the point of this mood board. Something I have found to adore about Pinterest are these lovely unique word boards that pop up from time to time on my feed.
Nubivagant. I had to stop scrolling for that one. I can honestly say, in every book I've read, play I've seen, every conversation I've carried on or overheard, no one has ever said Nubivagant. Cue the intrigue. A massive part of my personality is curiosity. I am a never ending source of questions. I want to explore everything. (Sorry if you've ever been on the other side of this... I swear it's just often aimless wonderment more than expecting others to know the answers really). Strangely enough this goes against every part of my introverted persona that hates asking too many questions in classes or conferences for fear of being "that person" that held the meeting too late. (Don't we all hate that person though?...) So, often I resort to holding the questions for a later time... like google! So, Nubivagant. Well, this one stopped me in my tracks. An adjective. Wandering through the clouds, moving through the air. Well, that just sounds beautiful and ethereal. Save. I'm going to want that pin later.
This is where the mood board comes in. See, that's how I work. I save loads of things. I'm a bit of a word hoarder. (They're saved to private so I don't overload my internet followers and friends). I have many boards saved in private mode. And then it strikes me. I'm flying, in this little plane over Canada on my way to Toronto for a layover. And the clouds are just beautiful. I'm above them, and it's a view I don't get often. And my imagination is on it's own level. Full of breezes of gowns blowing in the misty clouds; fog, high peaks, the terrain. I am just amazed as the sun rises and the colors change through the flight. This feels right, this is the definition of that word. Cue the mood board!