GridcosmLevel 267 of 4696
Started on May 02, 1998.
Completed on May 03, 1998.
Grid poemPixel Hawthorne was a manly man, not at all disturbed by the self-repair of inanimate objects. Struck motionless by the beauty of the woman in aisle 26, his brain spun around inside his skullcase searching for the right set of words with which to inject himself into her life... so any way he says what about using pretzels as bait? Perhaps romance was too much to hope for on a late night trip to the grocery store when Doritos are just as satifying, and last longer.
Getting aroundTo 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.
AdministriviaThis 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.)