Flat, Golden fields fill the landscape creating an endless fog of grass. Every once in a while, an old farm sits along the side of the road. Sometimes they are decrepit and falling apart. Sometimes a cow walks around, providing the semblance of some type of life around the area. And then sometimes a small town appears, as if it has been lost in time, out of nowhere. It is in one of these small towns that Jim Dickerman decided to add some pizzazz to the drive from his town of Lincoln, to the small art community of Lucas.