Gridcosm
Level 558 of 4709Created on Sep 29, 2000.
Artist matrix
Grid poem
And insects' ears and eyes wrestled in a timely disguise. The compromised meanings pressurized the final walt star get that fanny pack. Talk of distances and donuts and objects was for real, and at least nobody was calling it a pixelated jam session, cuz it was more like a little extra butter for a jonesed piece of stale toast.Getting around
To navigate, click the outer edges of the grid to zoom-out (up one level). Click the center of the grid to zoom-in (down one level). Would you prefer to jump to a random level? You might also enjoy the animated viewer, with which you can watch Gridcosm levels fly by. Disoriented? Read more about the Gridcosm collaborative art project.Administrivia
This is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.Completed level images are licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 Generic License. (This does not apply to individual pieces by single artists.)