Finding Joy in Creativity

In memory of Deb Koffman (1966 – 2021)

Deb Koffman was a local artist, whose whimsical pieces found a place in her gallery in the village of Housatonic Massachusetts. I met her a few times when I went to her gallery; her images brought joy to the viewer.

I hadn’t been thinking about her, but had been musing about the concept of joy, and how to find glimpses of joy in this heavy world, yet she came into my life at one of our “go to” restaurants in Great Barrington the other day. Her mother, another patron at the restaurant, handed out these postcards to other diners, an invitation to a posthumous exhibit of her work. The image on the card was relatable, it was me in a fun, fanciful drawing.

I returned home, and for some reason, unbeknownst to myself or my husband who is an actual artist, I took a notebook and colored pencils out, and began my own take on her image. The result? Vaguely reminiscent of Deb’s work, but a few miles from gallery-worthy. As a dabbler, one who is not an “artist” and someone who indulges in self flagellation, I decided to change it up a bit and create an image of affirmations. It was in the process of coloring, of finding the perfect hue for each balloon, and creating an outfit for my cartoon self, that I would be delighted (although it might not impress Dior), and find joy.

I remember coloring as a child, creating art as a way of self-soothing, of expressing myself, and indulging my need for exploration and play. Why don’t we do this more as adults? I did learn to draw the body before the feet; yes, I have big feet, but not that big!

My challenge to you: Create your own Affirmation Cartoon. Or just create. Color, paint, dabble, putter, whatever might unlock a sense of inspiration today. Post in the comments if you wish.

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I wrote and published my first blog post on May 26, 2009. I was about to turn 36 and had been accepted to Mount Holyoke College as a non-traditional student, on my way to completing a Bachelor of Arts in English with a minor in Medieval Studies. I had managed, finally, to know what general direction I was traveling. As a self proclaimed voracious reader I knew that I needed a vocation that would allow me to engage daily with words: reading words, writing words, and hearing words. I also needed to eat, so I navigated my way to a teaching position and I began to fine tune my craft. I love to teach and I love my students, but I also needed to continue to hone my own literary technique, voice, and style. I continued my education in order to delve deeper into literature, making connections, and most definitely, writing. I gained more confidence as a reader as well as a writer of both creative and analytical text. That first blog post in 2009 is short, the writing average, and the topic mundane, but as I continued to learn from other writers I began to understand that to become a better writer I needed to write more. Each time I write and release a poem, a post, or a story, I hone my skills. I invite you along for the ride, for this journey of mine as I attempt to wrangle a wealth of ideas and competing directions into an organized freshly paved path to publication. I might get distracted along the way, but sometimes those detours lead us to amazing views and new friends. 

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