Gridcosm
Level 196 of 4714Started on Oct 19, 1997.
Completed on Oct 21, 1997.
Artist matrix
Grid poem
I smell a rat! sprinkling icelandic dreams throughout the world and there went the money like rose petals. well, smash my mouth and call me a Klingon. And so began the Web... The gods of information did smile like a frightened Mickey Mouse, and so it was "All good Americans like PORNO," she said, and then she poked her bellybutton. She was hungry, but the soup was cold.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.)