On eBay Now! – My “Martha Wilson” Glasses: PINK

On eBay Now!

I bought these Philip Starke glasses at the end of the year in 2010 just before we moved to Sweden, thinking that they would fit right in in Stockholm – (they did not).  I was “that American with the pink glasses” in Stockholm.   One day I saw a Facebook post by Martha Wilson and she was wearing “my glasses”.  After a bit of correspondence on the issue, I decided that I was in fact wearing “her glasses.” and always called my “pinks” my “Martha Wilson” glasses (take that Philipe Stark you’ve got nothing on the MW!)

Two years ago in March 2013 I started an artist residency at Light Work in Syracuse, New York.  After graduating from college I worked for 4 years as the Lab Manager at Light Work’s public access photography lab.  Being invited back as an Artist in Residency was a huge honor for me, in a sort of “local boy’s done good” kind of way.

Unfortunately, one of my first questions when I arrived was not about the facilities, or digital printers, or my proposed project, but about where the nearest liquor store was.  You know when your parents told you that when they walked to school it was uphill both ways?  Well, Light Work sits half way up the large hill that Syracuse University sits on.  And the nearest liquor store is over that hill.  So on my first night, in a snow storm, on a bicycle, I went up hill both ways to get a bottle of Jameson’s.  It didn’t end well.

I had to leave Light Work a week early and realized that I just couldn’t drink anymore.  Cold turkey, no moderation, all or nothing.  And like any good alcoholic, I decided that I would do it by myself, because “I’ve got this”.  I’d gone through periods of non drinking when I was in college and when I was making ski/snowboard films and had zero money for anything.  I’ll do it my self, thanks.

Ask anyone who has battled addiction and you quickly find out that “doing it yourself” seldom works. It wasn’t until May 21st 2013, that I finally asked for help.  But not before returning to drinking with gusto, pushing away the people that loved me most, and stepping on and breaking my “Martha Wilson” glasses in a drunken stupor.

I have worked since May 21st, 2013 on keeping myself sober every single day.  I’ve gone through two pairs of glasses since these, but I’ve only lost/broken them on my own with nothing/noone to blame but my clumsiness.

John D. Freyer &  Johan Lindquist and their Lil' Billy Mobile Research Lab outside the Dept of Social Anthropology at Stockholm University.

John D. Freyer & Johan Lindquist outside the Dept. of Social Anthropology at Stockholm University.

Martha Wilson - Photo Credit: Christopher Milne

Martha Wilson – Photo Credit: Christopher Milne

Sasha’s Super 8 155 Macrozoom Bolex


I love to buy old cameras. So much so that I buy cameras that I can not use and then give them to Sasha as gifts. This is a beautiful camera. Sasha ran a roll of super8 film through this but I have no done any testings. Sounds like a Swiss watch. Feels like a Swiss tank in you hand.


Jack’s Sterling Silver Cocktail Cup

O Olive Salad w/Vodka Dressing

In 1999 my father Jack Freyer was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease.  For the last 16 years he has adapted to all kinds of new and viscous symptoms of his disease.  This year he had to give up having his nightly olive salad.  His doctors were not worried about the fat in the olives, in fact,  olives and olive oil might have a slightly beneficial effect on his overall health.  No his doctors’ main concerns with his olive salad was the vodka dressing.  There are no shortage of cocktail cups in the Freyer houses, hence the number of us in recovery. Taking away Jack’s nightly beverage might extend his life by a matter of weeks or months but I’m not sure it’s worth it.  That said, I am not his primary care-giver and do not have to deal with the consequences and likelihood of him falling.

This is one of his favorite cups for his nightly beverage.  Since he no longer can use it, I’m putting it up for sale on eBay.  I am donating 100% of the sale of his cocktail cup to Parkinson’s research and will donate a portion of all of my February sales as well.

Jack, Barb and I completed a “Perfect Mason” tonight and talked about burial plans with Jack and my brothers.  He has a plot right next to his brother Jim Freyer who died last year.  The plot is on Wellesley Island, NY right next to one of Jack’s best childhood friends John Withers.  My siblings and I came down to watch the Superbowl with Jack. Too bad I can’t have an olive salad either.

CANON 16 – 35 mm L series 2.8 Mark II Lens

L Series 2.8 Mark II Lens


I sold my 5D gear @ B&H this summer. I held on to this lens thinking that I would use it with my Sony A7r. Well, if you are used to the focus speeds of the 5d. The A7r with canon glass didn’t cut it. It’s a great, fast, super wide, zoom 2.8 through the zoom range. This is the L series Mark II 16 – 35.

Worlds Greatest Whiskey Glass


I think I also bought this from Brian Thompson but I forget.  And for good reason.  This was one of my favorite whiskey glasses.  Something about it being stolen from a Detroit dive bar made the acrid smokey whiskey taste so much better going down. And when in Rome, I might as well drink as much whiskey as would a stool sitter at Frank Gagen’s would.  A simple Google search (sorry no link.. eBay rules) yields that Gagen’s was one of Detriot’s first Gay bars & later a punk club.

Well, since I only drink Lenny Brisco’s standard.. I never seem to use this glass anymore.


Silver Rings – Bling Bling


In 2013, I would have told you that I was the world’s greatest Dad.  And it wouldn’t have been hard to find people to back me up on that claim.  The problem is that any Dad who thinks that he is the world’s greatest Dad is most definitely not.  My transition from Iowa to Richmond was a very difficult one.  My unmooring made the house of cards, that I had built up over years, start to wobble and soon follow gravity’s order.  Somewhere in there this world’s greatest Dad started drinking at noon and buying expensive clothes he could not afford and these giant gaudy silver rings that were heading to the smelter.  I was in a new place where people did not know me or know what my “normal” was.  Some people thought I was funny and others knew that the fun would not last much longer.  These are not me now, nor do I ever want them back on my fingers.  I took them off shortly after getting my 90 day chip.  Even with just a little time in, these giant rings were a distraction from the real everyday that I had in front of me and still do.

Signed Brillo Box -w/Soap Pads – Kroger Employee “Lloyd”


James Harvey designed the Brillo Box that Andy Warhol appropriated.  In 2013 Brillo released this Warhol-esque packaging.  One night I bought the shelf out and had Lloyd the checker at the Broad St Kroger sign them with me.  Art only works with an audience, even if that audience is the late night checkout guy at the Kroger.  I guess I should track him down and let him know that his art is on sale.

Canned Horse Meat – Mail Art?

fiw_16People mail me canned meats. The weirder the better. For some reason I never opened this. Maybe because it’s horse.

Stone Soup Rock


I stole this rock from the shore of the Irish Sea in Aberystwyth, Wales. I actually collected so many stones that my return luggage was 20 lbs overweight. But they are just so beautiful and from so far far awa, that I had to bring them home to my girls.  
This semester I am teaching a section of Time Studio in the Art Foundation’s program at VCUarts. The first unit has a food & Art theme and for our 1st critique we made Stone Soup with this welsh rock. Stone Soup is a kind of potlatch where the pot is filled with water & a stone & everyone adds an ingredient. We made a most excellent vegetable soup w/ mushrooms, onions, spinach, rice, carrots & scallions. 
We made so much that we fed the faculty in the office and I brought it home and served it for dinner. 
If you buy this soup stone you also get to say my favorite line from “The Great Pumpkin” Peanuts special.
“I got a ROCK”

Nina Katchadourian Catalog – Tang – All Forms of Attraction

fiw_17 I met Nina Katchadourian in Iowa when she was a visiting artist. I think we took her out to a pretty sad/salty Cajun restaurant that was opened by hurricane katrina refugees. Their story did not make the food taste any better.

She is an amazing artist who I recently found out was a participant in the marshmallow experiment. She must have waited for the 2 marshmallows. I always tell my students that visiting artist talks are the most important events in their art school career & that they should go no matter what. Meet every artist you can! I am so glad that I had a chance to see Nina talk about her work. And I’m at a loss to explain how this book she traded with me can still be in it’s shrink-wrap? What good is an unopened book?