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// document.addEventListener('DOMContentLoaded', () => {
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// const title = document.querySelector('.title');
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// const fonts = [
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// 'Redaction-Regular',
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// 'Redaction_10-Regular',
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// 'Redaction_20-Regular',
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// 'Redaction_35-Regular',
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// 'Redaction_50-Regular',
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// 'Redaction_70-Regular',
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// 'Redaction_100-Regular'
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// ];
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// let currentFontIndex = 0;
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// title.addEventListener('click', () => {
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// currentFontIndex = (currentFontIndex + 1) % fonts.length;
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// title.style.fontFamily = fonts[currentFontIndex];
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// });
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// });
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function openLetter() {
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$('#letterContents').html(`
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<p>
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Hi. I made this play for you; it’s a question to keep us alive together. Is all intimacy about bodies? What happens when our bodies distance intimacy from us?
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<br>
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Backplaces is a web-based play. A short anthology of poems and stories about vulnerability, intimacy, and the internet. It explores the internet as a place for holding big feelings and intimacy when it is unbearable. As an homage to those who have have been vulnerable with me I created "backplaces". They are tender online spaces for relief and acknowledgement of societal pain.
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Some of these stories may evoke memories of pain. As you sit in the audience, know I am with you. If it feels overwhelming, you can step out, take a break, or leave. This isn't choreographed, and I care for you.
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<br>
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I hope you see what I saw in these stories. Sweet dreams now, and I'll talk to you soon.
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<br>
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love, Ada
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<br><br>
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p.s.<br>
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If you see yourself, what you have told me or posted online reflected too closely for comfort do not hesitate to reach out to me at 0backplaces@gmail.com
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</p>
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`);
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$('#letterBox').show();
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}
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function closeLetter() {
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$('#letterBox').hide();
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}
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