miris .xyz an experimental playground

The sandbox of the MiRiS circle — where wild ideas grow soft edges, where prototypes morph in public, where the future remembers it was once optimistic.

blobitecture y2k-futurism whimsical no-rectangles
EXP // 0x4A1

soft machine

A research thread on interfaces that breathe. Buttons that inhale. Containers that morph. We treat the screen like clay, not concrete — every element has a slow pulse, a body, a mood.

status: alive cycle: 12s
EXP // 0x4A2

orbital cursors

Pointers that drag a comet trail. Click anywhere and watch the page register your gravitational pull. Tiny moons follow your hand across the canvas.

status: in flight drag: 0.86
EXP // 0x4A3

chrome dreams

Shimmers, iridescence, lens flares without the lens. We borrow from the Y2K dream of polished surfaces and run them through CSS gradients until the screen becomes liquid mirror.

status: shimmering gloss: 0.71
PROTO // 0x008

a soft compiler

What if the build step was a friend? A prototype that turns lint warnings into kind suggestions and renders error stacks as ribbons. It still complains. It just complains gently.

PROTO // 0x009

page weather

Every section reports its own atmosphere. Scroll past a heavy paragraph and the cursor feels heavier. Land on a quiet block and the page exhales. A toy, but a sincere one.

PROTO // 0x010

cluster radio

A peer-to-peer radio that only broadcasts within line of sight of a wifi router. Ephemeral signals, very small audiences, mostly mood music for buildings.

live signals

a cluster of small experiments running right now — click to ping

// signal awaiting input
SANDBOX // 0xFF

drag the blob

A small CSS playground. Move your cursor and the blob below answers. The morph speed, gradient angle, and shimmer offset all hinge on where you point. Lift the cursor to let it settle.

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move me
morph0.50 tilt0deg hueviolet

field log

notes from the workbench, in no particular order

MIRIS // CIRCLE

the circle

MiRiS is a small circle of researchers, designers, and amateur astronomers. We share a workshop, a server, and a slow conviction that the web can still be a soft place.

miris.xyz is our unfenced backyard. Things break here. Things bloom here. If you found this page, you are already invited.