Cosmic Attraction

Just like how Funk meets Jazz, Gnarles Bobby is a composition that fuses the upbeat with the downbeat of this colorful combination. This cosmic expression can bring both excitement and chill that can have someone wanting more of this articulation of impulse and pause. Notice the striking and audacious blocks of strokes used throughout this piece as it is consumed with vibrancy and relaxation. Just as opposites can become attracted to one another, allow the attraction of the funky hues in Gnarles Bobby to bring forth that expression your inner expression of “funk-atitude”.

Title: Gnarles Bobby

Medium: Digital Painting

Size: 15" x 37"

Edition Number: 10

Price: $1200.00 per print

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The Dirty Brand

ver the course of my career, I have been fortunate to work on some great brands.  Such as Harlem Lyrics, Geoff Duran, and most recently Cocoa Belle Chocolates. By far, my favorite brand I’ve created was The Dirty Magazine.

Now, I know what you are thinking, a dirty magazine?. It’s not what your think. The Dirty was a magazine focused on southern hip-hop music. Anybody who is a fan of the music knows that the nickname for the southern hip-hop culture is “The Dirty South”. Hence, the name The Dirty... the speaker box of southern hip-hop music.

The Dirty was an exciting brand experience. It wasn’t because of the logo. Which, I think is great. It wasn’t just because of the wonderful media guide. And it wasn’t because of the outstanding content description. It was the combination of all those things to tell a great compelling story.

Let me tell you the moment that made this best brand experience for me. I, along with my editorial staff, decided that David Banner would be the best rapper for the premier issue cover. We thought that David truly personified what it means to be a southern rapper.  We were fortunate to connect with his publicist at the time.

Our challenge was we had no money, and no one knew who we were. We hadn’t published anything. Not even a snippet of the magazine.

What we did have was a dynamic media guide piece. The content highlighted the magazine's point of view about southern hip-hop culture. Also, we had a wonderful design concept which showcased the cutting edge dirty attitude of the publication. It was all about “The Dirty South”.

So, we quickly mailed David’s publicist our media guide on a Tuesday. She called us on Thursday.  At that very moment, I realized how branding is powerful!  All we had was the media guide. So, the media guide was instrumental. It established a great brand experience. Which, ultimately, fostered a quick response that resulted in an interview with David the very next week.

Inspiration from a blank existence

1. Little Boy Solomon  2. Little Girl Sarah

As a student studying American history, the only thing I remember about black people during the civil war was steeped in agony. The history told about black people during this time has been regulated to tragedy, and property.  Their personality has been stripped from history.  Who really were these people?

Like so many African-Americans, there are only a few things we can refer back to that gives us a glimpse into the life of our early African-American ancestors. In my case, all I have are two names. They are my great grand parents Solomon and Sarah. 

Everything else I know about our early African-American ancestors is found in the economic, social and political structure of the time. What it must have felt like to live in a culture that only valued you by how much cotton you can pick.  I can’t image living in a blank existence.  That your life you have is no worth recording.

“Little Boy Solomon” and “Little Girl Sarah”, which are now on display at the Mosaic Templar Cultural Center in Little Rock, Arkansas, are my interpretation of African American slave life.  Surviving through a blank existence that supported a culture of greed, ignorance and oppression is something I can’t image. 

But even in this agony, there is inspiration. African Americans who live in America are the results of great endurance, patience and strength.  Our ancestors survived a tragic life in order for us to tell there great story.  That story is found in the blood of our souls.  I pray that God allows me the time, strength and courage to tell that beautiful story.  

2014 Creativity Arkansas Art Collection "What the civil war means for the African American Experience in Arkansas

Minor Choice and Play

Minor Choice

By: George Frederick Nash

Abstract play

Minor notion

Stirring patterns

Grooving motion

Rich note

Miles play

Moving rhythm

Shaping clay

Look brother

Listen sister

Pulsing note

Dancing figure

Quiet mood

Clear sounds

Calming spirit

Playing unbound

Truthful tones

Triumphant voice

Filling space

Recording choice

Artwork Title: Minor Play

By George Frederick Nash

Price: $250.00

Medium: Pencil and Ink

Size: 3.5” x 8”

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Shepherd

As a kid playing the piano and organ for several churches, I loved how music shepherded in peace and harmony.  The beautiful tones of harmonic melody led a wonderful spirit of quite truth to a valley of hopeful souls.  A breathe taking event.

Artwork Description:

Title: Shepherd

By: George Frederick Nash

Medium: Digital Mix Media 

Size: 19” x 41”

Price: $1100.00 (Signed Artist Proof) (Frame not included)

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Expressing My Thelonious Freedom

As a young man growing up in Dumas Arkansas, I was blessed to be the musician for the senior choir at St. Peter’s Rock Missionary Baptist.  My fondest memories are the Sunday afternoon choir rehearsals.  Watching and learning from a group of seasoned singers who found so much joy in singing the notes before the piano played a tone ignited a freedom in my soul that I cling to everyday.  This is my “Thelonious Freedom”.

Much like the music of Thelonious Monk, “Thelonious Freedom” expresses a sophisticated measure.  Each note plays a tone of beautiful rich texture that frees the soul from the bondage of un-inspired mood.  When I’m in that bondage, I look for my beautiful measure of freedom…my Thelonious Freedom.   

Artwork Description:

Title: Thelonious Freedom

By: George Frederick Nash

Medium: Digital Mix Media 

Size: 20” x 44”

Price: $1200.00 (Signed Artist Proof) (Frame not included)

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Plush Flight

Title: Plush Flight

Medium:.Color Pencil

Size: 7 x 7"

Price: $200.00

Listen to the Beat

I can only hope that the legacy of your family is found in the beat of your soul.  You should be striving to learn everything that is relevant to whom you are.  Looking and listening for those sweet songs that provide a measure of hope in your life.  Your groove should dance to the beat of your own drum. 

I hope when you read this poem, you will take the time to listen for the beat of your drum.

The Beat of the Drum

By: George Frederick Nash

The raw texture of leather tones

Moves smoothly through the open plane

Making strong distinctive marks

Teaching the lovers’ game

A bottom note followed by a high cry

Catches the eye of the bold groove

Sending the message

It’s time to move

The relevant rhythm of flavored bars

Walks with the emancipated joints of the silky rhyme

Serving the world a hot dish

Filled with all the right ingredients of the time

That music is heard so far and deep

It causes the body to dance in a unique form

Moving their feet, clapping their hands, and shaking their hips

Are emotions that the soul has transformed

Beats played so loud and clear

That the world has to set up and take note

Listening to a sweet song

That provides a measure of hope

It's Her

It's Her

By George Frederick Nash

I thought I would never meet someone

Who would take my breath away,

Claiming my spirit

And blessing me in every possible way.

A strong soul

So beautiful and pure,

A bright light that brings this world

So much joyous cheer.

I hope to find her

And become part of her best,

Realizing that she is 

Bone of my bone

And flesh of my flesh.

Just like Jacob,

I am committed to complete the garden,

Showing how much I value

The most precious thing to her father.

A lovely Queen

Regal as the monarchs of the Nile,

A wonderful spirit that

Loves the people

Like a mother loves her child.

My soul is happy

And it is doing a celebration dance,

Because I have seen her

And recognize that I must not miss this chance.

First I worship

And bless God for being true,

Then I pray

And ask Him to see me through.

Asking for guidance

To connect with such a gentle flower,

Keeping my heart open

To stay near her.

Knowing that I cannot be scared 

To show her who I am,

I leap.

Looking for a place to land

In her heart

In her soul

Hoping she would open the door

And let me in her fold.

Alien Color Man

Alien Color Man

By George Frederick 

The ship has landed to deliver its cargo.

Packages with great economic value

That generate new power and money in an infant land.

This strange cargo, with no voice

Is picked over like a farmer picks his land.

Examining their dark rich color.

Feeling their powerful firm muscles.

All the while not knowing that this alien package

Is taking in all that it can view.

Plotting the escape from a land

It never wanted to see.

The Soul Symphony Joint

The Soul Symphony Joint

By: George Frederick Nash

The orchestration of souls

Working together to play

Velvet smooth tones 

That are placed in their hearts

By the fresh hand of God.

A simple groove

With a unique key signature

Riding the suede beat

Of the rhythm prince.

The luxurious rhyme

Of the soulful psalmist

Connects the heart

To a beautiful experience.

A fabulous sound

That breathes life

Into a normal existence.

This symphony 

Of vivid tones and smooth textures

Heats the soul

To burn down the joint.

Beautiful Chocolate

Beautiful Chocolate

By: George Frederick Nash

The sweet aroma of blended ingredients

Dancing together to smell so fresh

It's essence touches the soul

Sparks the thought that this is so blessed

The velvet smooth pallet of distinctive textures

Joyfully tickles the voice of your heart

A luxurious silky taste of elegant flavor

Entices the spirit to take part

The dark milky sensation of lavish treats

Fills the room with a cheerful mood

The brightness of its gorgeous attitude

Turns on the passion of your own groove

The grand composition of noble treasures

Dazzles the eye with its spectacular shell

Providing a moment that caters to your gentle emotion

Causing you to pick a beautiful chocolate belle

Macaroni And Cheese

Macaroni And Cheese

By: George Frederick Nash

I stand at the edge of the field

Taking in the smell of the summer breeze.

In the distance my mother yells from the porch

"It's lunch time. I made your favorite... macaroni and cheese."

I take off and run fast as I can.

Running so hard

As much as my little feet can stand.

I make it to the porch

And jump to the top step.

Embracing the sweet aroma

Of love that is so heart felt.

I run to the table to

Take my seat.

My mother says,

"Stop running or you won't get your favorite treat."

I stop running and walk fast.

I make it to the table and ask for a big glass.

She says,

"What would you like to drink my impatient little son?"

I reply,

"Red kool-aid! That sounds like fun."

With a smile, I begin to feed my face.

Stuffing my little belly, as much as it can take.

As my mom walks toward the table,

I think to myself

I am so pleased.

Not because she is wonderful and beautiful.

But because she made me macaroni and cheese.

Motherland’s Liberty

Motherland’s Liberty

By George Frederick Nash

Crimson soil

Cultivating life

Motherland’s glory

Shining bright.

Ebony wood

Growing legacy

Motherland’s heart

Living beautifully.

Golden sun

Giving liberty

Motherland’s spirit

Singing victory.

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