Look what’s happening!

Dear vintage mates, greetings 😎

Hope you are all doing fine and dandy!

For your info and perusal…

1… please check out the newest Ford & Spira collaboration at my sister site The Atomic Mage 

2… I miss you! And you can expect a TVTA very special late-summer jamboree post celebrating some rather groovy collectables and pop culture goodies we have quite frankly been missing around here!

3… hah, you don’t expect us to miss Halloween do you? With only 145 days to go to the big event, Ford and intrepid TVTA office cat Wooof have been super mega hyper impressionnant busy designing this year’s cool Halloween pumpkin!! So expect a special post this October!

4… TVTA has also been busy building its skinny and puny body for this summer’s muscle-exposing superhuman oiled-up gurning tight pants skinny-to-megaspacemanhulk power muscle beach bodybuilding bamfest! 

We are feckin’ ripped boyo! 

 

“Are you skinny? Feckin’ Ada, no more! Now, you too can build impressionnant muscles with TVTA!”


That’s all for now, vintage mates    

Ford & Wooof 😍

Final Trailer – The Remains of She by Ford and Spira

 


Greetings vintage mates!

Want to know more? Check out my sister site The Atomic Mage next Tuesday, June 1st!

Best,

Ford


The Remains of She.

“A journey to a childhood castle in search of ancient artefacts, healing and renewal; and a love story about to unfold which has travelled across the centuries.”

Teaser Trailer #1. The Remains of She – the new Spira/Ford collaboration coming 2021!

The Remains of She.

“A journey to a childhood castle in search of ancient artefacts, healing and renewal; and a love story about to unfold which has travelled across the centuries.”

Announcing: a new art project featuring sculpture by Spira (aka the Wizard) and poem by Ford (aka the Mage) … 2021 will be bringing you the latest collaboration from these two artists.

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A wordless “come in”. A blast of barely warm air from his cheap electric fire. She. She pulls down her mask and smiles, and he, he stutters, You… you haven’t changed a bit. She says, You… you look like shit. I’ve seen better days, he says, but now… I don’t have much time.

She says, So let’s hurry along, do you have the key? And he, though enchanted by the shanty of her azure blue eyes, turns away to a desk missing several handles, its rosewood top tattooed with time and the ringlets from tea cups, and he plucks an iron key from a stack of biros in a plastic desk tidy. And he says, The key to the castle?

She says, Yes, we should go there now. And he blinks a sole pale and blue eye and asks, Will we find treasure? She is already turning to the door when she answers, Every castle that ever was, and is, contains a treasure. 

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The Remains of She

Coming 2021