From 99a022b77bc3742919105d3d56eb6ec0a3e90c5d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: =?UTF-8?q?Patrik=20G=C3=B6the?= Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2015 14:49:45 +0200 Subject: [PATCH 1/4] Update README.md --- README.md | 2 +- 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/README.md b/README.md index ebb0c7f..5813969 100644 --- a/README.md +++ b/README.md @@ -1,5 +1,5 @@ # Space.js -A HTML-driven JavaScript-library for narrative parallax. +A HTML-driven JavaScript-library for narrative 3D-scrolling. **NOTE THAT SHOULD BE CONSIDERED TO BE BETA SOFTWARE** *Production use is not recommended at this point.* From 2902d2b6e3f44831d472df289677d041ae038dcf Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Albert Engelbrecht Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2015 14:42:42 -0500 Subject: [PATCH 2/4] Fixed typo of "preassure" > "pressure". I wasn't sure if you wanted me to generate the HTML or not, so I just left this change as just the .jade file. --- demo2.jade | 2 +- 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/demo2.jade b/demo2.jade index 561f59e..006b32f 100644 --- a/demo2.jade +++ b/demo2.jade @@ -33,7 +33,7 @@ body.dark +frame - p The preassure of world rested on my shoulders + p The pressure of world rested on my shoulders +frame p And the weight of the universe on my chest +frame From 8a4776d83be23bd506b3bdcb3b475a81eef765f0 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Daniel Ma Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2015 21:03:21 -0700 Subject: [PATCH 3/4] Fix 'where my story ends' typo' --- demo2.html | 2 +- demo2.jade | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/demo2.html b/demo2.html index 4b9e0d8..783547a 100644 --- a/demo2.html +++ b/demo2.html @@ -20,4 +20,4 @@ }, 1000); -

Space.js

Demo 2

Out of Space

The preassure of world rested on my shoulders

And the weight of the universe on my chest

I was pushed so hard against the seat

It quickly got harder to breathe

Harder to think

I remember holding my breath

Minutes passed. It was so loud.

Joe screamed something to me through the radio.
I couldn't make out the words

We were leaving earth and we didn't know what for.

I realised I was sweating heavily.

It was not until four days later

On a walk

We had drifted into a shower

I remember the feeling of my gloves scratch
the ladder as I was pulled loose

I drifted out

Into nothingness

And this is were my story ends.

In the dark.

In the depth.

Drifting through space.

Space.js

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Space.js

Demo 2

Out of Space

The preassure of world rested on my shoulders

And the weight of the universe on my chest

I was pushed so hard against the seat

It quickly got harder to breathe

Harder to think

I remember holding my breath

Minutes passed. It was so loud.

Joe screamed something to me through the radio.
I couldn't make out the words

We were leaving earth and we didn't know what for.

I realised I was sweating heavily.

It was not until four days later

On a walk

We had drifted into a shower

I remember the feeling of my gloves scratch
the ladder as I was pulled loose

I drifted out

Into nothingness

And this is where my story ends.

In the dark.

In the depth.

Drifting through space.

Space.js

\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/demo2.jade b/demo2.jade index 561f59e..5f1ecef 100644 --- a/demo2.jade +++ b/demo2.jade @@ -65,7 +65,7 @@ body.dark +frame(data-enter="fadeIn", data-exit="zoomOut") p Into nothingness +frame - p And this is were my story ends. + p And this is where my story ends. +frame(data-enter="fadeIn" data-exit="fadeOut") p.large In the dark. +frame(data-enter="fadeIn", data-exit="zoomOut rotate360") From d9d9aab98af035d4f96a6fd6adc93a03289b980a Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Patrik Gothe Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2015 14:02:39 +0200 Subject: [PATCH 4/4] compile typos and twitter link fixes --- demo1.html | 2 +- demo2.html | 2 +- spacemixins.jade | 3 ++- 3 files changed, 4 insertions(+), 3 deletions(-) diff --git a/demo1.html b/demo1.html index d8e2e2a..bc35152 100644 --- a/demo1.html +++ b/demo1.html @@ -27,4 +27,4 @@ 'img/spacejs.png' ]); }, 1000); -

Space.js

Demo 1

The Gallery

Not too long ago

This canvas.

Was our
Medium

Our platform

We hung our work in bright spaces

For people to see our stories

We called them galleries.

There we could design a path.

A narrative.

Now this is our gallery

Where we share our content with the world.

To make space, we tile.

This removes narrative.

Not to mention It's been getting more and more

Flat

Let's try something new.


Because
Our content
deserves Space

To flourish.

To impact

To Touch

Welcome to the future.

Space.js

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Space.js

Demo 1

The Gallery

Not too long ago

This canvas.

Was our
Medium

Our platform

We hung our work in bright spaces

For people to see our stories

We called them galleries.

There we could design a path.

A narrative.

Now this is our gallery

Where we share our content with the world.

To make space, we tile.

This removes narrative.

Not to mention It's been getting more and more

Flat

Let's try something new.


Because
Our content
deserves Space

To flourish.

To impact

To Touch

Welcome to the future.

Space.js

\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/demo2.html b/demo2.html index 783547a..4d401c4 100644 --- a/demo2.html +++ b/demo2.html @@ -20,4 +20,4 @@ }, 1000); -

Space.js

Demo 2

Out of Space

The preassure of world rested on my shoulders

And the weight of the universe on my chest

I was pushed so hard against the seat

It quickly got harder to breathe

Harder to think

I remember holding my breath

Minutes passed. It was so loud.

Joe screamed something to me through the radio.
I couldn't make out the words

We were leaving earth and we didn't know what for.

I realised I was sweating heavily.

It was not until four days later

On a walk

We had drifted into a shower

I remember the feeling of my gloves scratch
the ladder as I was pulled loose

I drifted out

Into nothingness

And this is where my story ends.

In the dark.

In the depth.

Drifting through space.

Space.js

\ No newline at end of file +

Space.js

Demo 2

Out of Space

The pressure of world rested on my shoulders

And the weight of the universe on my chest

I was pushed so hard against the seat

It quickly got harder to breathe

Harder to think

I remember holding my breath

Minutes passed. It was so loud.

Joe screamed something to me through the radio.
I couldn't make out the words

We were leaving earth and we didn't know what for.

I realised I was sweating heavily.

It was not until four days later

On a walk

We had drifted into a shower

I remember the feeling of my gloves scratch
the ladder as I was pulled loose

I drifted out

Into nothingness

And this is where my story ends.

In the dark.

In the depth.

Drifting through space.

Space.js

\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/spacemixins.jade b/spacemixins.jade index 1b5e5a8..657fa5d 100644 --- a/spacemixins.jade +++ b/spacemixins.jade @@ -54,4 +54,5 @@ mixin lastNav h1 Space.js +demoLinks p.center - + +