From the glacially influenced northeast corner of Kansas to the ancient alluvial riverbeds near the Oklahoma border, there runs a weather worn spine of chert-rich limestone called The Flint Hills. 

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Not just the great-wide-open of the Great Plains, this landscape is bold yet gentle, pleasing to the eye.  It can seem barren yet is warmly toned with a coat of life where the influence of humankind stands alone in equal austerity.

Sparse open spaces, simple lines, and a minimal chromatic palette allow this ancient landscape to present itself as having a contemporary appeal.  Unpretentious, unassuming, and unlike anywhere else, the Flint Hills are a visual drama in the American heartland.