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dust-n-shadows.bsky.social @dust-n-shadows.bsky.social · Apr 21
Caught the palace guard #friendlyfeline on duty guarding her restricted airspace from a fly intruder hovering overhead.
#momentsinnoir
#dancingdust
#huntingeyes
#blackandwhite
#catportrait
Black and white image of car perched on blanket over dresser watching a house fly enter her restricted airspace. Warm sunlight casts striped shadows over her fur from the half-closed Persian blinds. Dust particles dance in the air illuminated by the bright rays of sunlight.
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
These Jeeps are beat to hell. Rusted, dented and held together by grit and memory. Jeep lovers keep them not for show, but because they've bled, broken down and come back together, reforged and shaped by the road. Don't worry, they're still running.

#jeep
#art
#bnw
#carphotography
#monochrome
Black and white shot of a Jeep Wrangler half covered with a tarp to keep most of the elements out. The door is used as an anchor point by shutting it closed over the tarp. The wheels are dirty but tires full, probably was rolling out there collecting miles before it was parked on this street. Trash litters the surrounding ground, so it's been here awhile but I assume the owner still visits. Another black and white shot of a different Jeep Wrangler. This one parked in a driveway and the tarp covering interior is all but protecting the dash. The tarp is mangled, ripped from heavy winds and long rains, wrapped into itself and dangling from both sides of the Jeep. The entire front row seats are exposed to the elements. The tires have air, but the cobwebs dangling from them calling them home shows me this jeep hasn't moved in a while, maybe years. You can see the a floor jack peaking from behind the rear tire. The owner still works on this beast when they have time. For now, it waits patiently, like a mare waiting for its knight to return and set out on that new quest. Black and white still of a Jeep Wrangler sitting under a valley oak tree in the sunset. A chain link fence separates the Jeep from the tree and the empty lot behind it. This Jeep has large tires, air-filled, clean wheels and only a thin layer of dust. The weathered body tells me it's not new, but it's condition shows us that it's driven, maybe even daily. This one has an adventure coming up, I can feel it.
May 16, 2025 at 3:15 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
Open roads beneath an endless sky
The 395 feels like home
Wandering the Sierras in all their glory

A lonely pay phone booth
Where countless souls once stopped to call

Now it sits empty, still
The chatter long dead
Where voices once clung, now just wind

#photo
#art
#photographersunited
#bnw
#phone
A black and white still of a payphone sitting in the night, with stars overhead and the silhouette of the California Sierras looming above. Light streaks and the blurred image of a semi truck and trailer is seen moving past the phone booth at speed. I pulled over just to look at it. Not because I needed to call anyone, who would I call from a booth like this? But it stopped me. Out here, off Highway 395, the world keeps moving fast, but this thing doesn’t. It hasn’t in a long time. I remember when getting lost meant something different. When you’d pull out a paper map or just keep driving and hope the next town had a gas station and a working payphone. When stopping was part of the trip, not something to avoid. Now it feels like we only pull over when the app tells us to. Even the unknown is preloaded. This booth is leftover from a slower version of us, versions we remember but ones we no longer feel. It’s the kind of place that used to mean connection, real, physical connection. Like gravel under your shoes, the clinks and clanks of coins between your fingers, the crackling voice on the handset. That heaviness of the cold plastic that made up the receiver is long gone, just memories and dust. Now we carry everyone in our pockets and somehow feel more alone. The booth just waits. Shadows around it stretch out like ghosts, but it doesn’t look haunted - it looks patient. Like it remembers something we’ve forgotten. And maybe, just for a minute, I did too.
May 15, 2025 at 1:14 AM
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#TagTuesday #ClassicMono
BAD EYE
#monochrome #photography
#Blackandwhitephotography
#PhotographersOfBluesky
#Broviranu #bnw
#EastCoastKin
An old wooden factory door is just right of center with 10 nearly square panels surrounding it. The four panels above the door are made of white wood. Four of the panels to the left of the door and two panels to the right of the door are made of stainless steel. The upper stainless steel panel to the right of the door has a graffiti tag painted on it in highly stylized black letters that reads "bad eye".
April 22, 2025 at 10:01 PM
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Last span of wood on the coast road
It beckons, silent and wide
Welcoming drifters down PCH

Its future, brittle
Its past, carved in skid marks, rain

One day it falls
Not today
I park in its shadow
Leave with the silence stuck to my teeth

#blancoynegro
#art
#photographersunited
#monochrome
#bridge
Black and white photo of the Albion River Bridge streaking across the Mendocino County night sky in California, with the Milky Way seen in the background. Light from the campground beyond the hills flickers across the aging truss, like a slow dying spark. The bridge, all wood and memory, stands quiet, almost defiant. Laid down in 1944: wartime timber, wartime urgency. This bridge wasn't built to be admired. It was built to carry weight then, it carries it now - mixed with salt and mist. Final wooden bridge on the Pacific Coast Highway, and its days are numbered. It's too old and narrow, they say, needs room for progress, they say, to bring more beauty and charm, they say. But the kind of progress they mean doesn't leave room for ghosts. Most drivers never see it, never feel the history humming beneath their wheels. But down on the beach, where the truss rises like a memory half-buried in the hillside, where the wood rot and salt smells dance with the senses, there is where harmony is reached. Where the wood of the bridge and wood of the forest hold each other, a last conversation between what we made and what we cut down. Soon it'll fall, by those that built it. And what replaces it won't echo, won't speak. And will be utterly forgettable. Another black and white still of the bridge with the sun setting and peaking through the trusses. The long shadows welcoming all to its grandeur as a visitor hugging the shade wonders towards history. The setting sun only adding to the drama of the scene but also hinting at the structure's future. Last black and white image of a closeup of the truss work, the rays of the setting sun can be seen shooting from the wood. There's salt in the air, you can taste it, mixed with the relic wood of an era long passed. The image catches the dance of salt and water in the sunlight, but with it comes damage. Damage to the once mighty wood, softening the fibers and creating weak spots from the years of relentless exposure. The Pacific's reach is endless, wearing the beast down bit by bit. Each passing day, it weakens, and what was once sturdy now stands on borrowed time.
May 13, 2025 at 7:02 PM
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I thought roses were just pretty things
Soft, safe, silky
But these feel like witnesses to a grim scene

Under #B&W, the stripes - crimson splatters
Red like something spilled
White like something drained

They're still blooming, just not for me

#roses
#monochrome
#photo
#photographersunited
#art
Black and white still of a red striped white rose. The monochrome changes the way this rose feels. The red striping turns dark and suddenly it doesn't look soft or romantic, it looks heavy, like it's carrying something. The flower is still beautiful, still holds that perfect, timeless rose shape. But there's a different tone now. The contrasting colors hint at a scene of sadness and pain, yet the flower shines on, reminding me that beauty and pain can sit amongst themselves. These aren't just flowers to admire, they say something else if you're willing to look. Second set of red striped white roses, two examples sitting next to each other. Black and white image with the leaves in the background out of focus in their soft shadows.
May 12, 2025 at 11:06 PM
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I didn't see it at first, just an old stump. Standing there, I realized it must've been massive once. It's easy to overlook now, just another shadow in the woods. Yet, it felt like it once mattered. Like it used to mean something.
#treephotography
#forgotten
#shadows
#dusttoglory
#blancoynegro
#art
A black and white still of an old wooden giant. From this perspective, it is just a structure of trunk and branches stretching towards the sky, a skeleton. The tree's long past its prime (dead by most standards) but it hasn't stopped giving. Woodpeckers store seeds in its bark. Squirrels use it as cover. Insects tunnel through its core, feeding off its remnants. It stands, weathered and broken, but still part of something bigger. Still useful. Still here.
May 5, 2025 at 8:21 PM
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"Field. Foliage."

Some crave space, miles of sky, never-ending grass and the wind's quiet hum. Others prefer to vanish, let the earth sprout about until even the door disappears.

One home in the vastness.
One lost in the green.

#art
#forgotten
#photography
#photographersunited
#blancoynegro
Black and white shot of a manufactured double-wide home sitting vacant in an open grass field, surrounded by barbed wire fence. Behind, mountains rise from the horizon with clouds gently dancing above the hill line. To me, it feels like a place where people go to escape, to feel the freedom of an open space. Looking for that freedom the world never gave them. A fence, present only to preserve the privilege of solitude, not because they prefer the isolation, but to recharge and reconnect to the world and people around them. A monochrome still of a hideaway home hidden amongst the trees and shrubs. I know this kind of home. No fence, no signs. Just plants doing the talking. The bushes cover the door like it's not meant for visitors. The sycamore leans in like it knows you're tired. This doesn't feel like someone severing their connection to the world. It's someone trying to breathe without leaving. Sometimes you need a place where no one asks anything of you. Where you can fall apart, then slowly come back together for the people you love, for yourself. Not hiding, just resting.
May 2, 2025 at 6:35 PM
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"Street Corner Fossils"
One movable, some rust. The other rooted, prickly. Both worn by time, but still standing.

That's what resilience looks like.

#carphotography
#cactus
#streetphotography
#photographersunited
#art
#VWbeetle
#classicmono
A black and white shot of a 1970's Volkswagen Beetle, viewed at an angle that catches the front end with wear it has gathered over time. The car coated in dings and dents, a body shaped by use, not neglect. Mismatched wheels hint at a life of care from its owner doing what they can to keep it alive. It's not pristine, but it runs. Behind the bug, an oversized cactus rises in the background, oversized and out of place but sharing more similarities than differences. Both a little rough around the edges, both commanding the landscape, and both venturing where few can survive. Definitely one of my favorite car pictures of recent memory because the contrasts between the two is palpable, yet soothing. The dinged body of the car is not unlike the prickled skin of the cactus. The rounded shapes complements the rounded leaves of the plant. Both feel eternal, unchanged by the beating of years passed. Another black and white shot of the beetle, this time squared to the front end. The chrome bumper, angled. Hood latch, missing. Blemishes, scrapes and dings abound. All of a rich history exploring this planet we call Earth.
May 1, 2025 at 6:22 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
"Rewind Left Running"
A #bnw still of a current scene of an era long past. Returning #VHS tapes feels so long ago but the memories so fresh.
#streetphotography
#rusted
#forgotten
#art
#blancoynegro
A black and white image of a chair long forgotten, sitting next to an entrance to an empty shop. Cold, hard metal and crippled in one leg. Someone used to rest here. Now, two VHS tapes sit, rejected and returned to a shop filled only with echoes of the past. I enjoyed finding this scene while out walking about. It paints a hard truth that very few things last a long time, let alone forever. The ground is stained with years of neglect and trash piled in the corner leading one to realize that nothing's coming back.
April 30, 2025 at 4:44 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
A glimpse into the worn soul of the I St. #Bridge in #Sacramento, #California. Will soon cease to carry cars and people across the river, set for replacement, the echoes of motion, bustle and memory will linger in the steel it leaves behind.
#monochrome
#streetphotography
#photographersunited
#art
Monochrome still of the I Street Bridge rising from the West Sacramento side of the Sacramento River, with the Sacramento County and the federal Robert T. Matsui Courthouse buildings in the background. Once a rail-only crossing, the bridge opened to pedestrians, vehicles and trains on August 29, 1912. It is a metal truss swing bridge with the center pillar being the centerpoint where the bridge swings open to allow riverboats to pass. This upgrade fully linked Sacramento to the "East Yolo" communities (Bryte, Broderick and West Sacramento) leading to new business and housing opportunities. To me, the photo captures the historical impact: the bridge's angled perspective makes it feel monumental, standing shoulder to shoulder with the courthouse skyscrapers. A black and white view of the I Street Bridge's pedestrian stairway - rust bitten, tagged and tired. It drops from the crossing to the Riverwalk below, past the old rail line still stitched beneath the roadbed. Every surface, every beam, is cloaked in graffiti. A patchwork of voices that refuse to silence. The bridge is aging, slated for replacement but the streets won't let go. It bears their mark. Still fully embedded into the pulse of the city. Street level view with the cold metal truss looming above. Steel ribs stretched across the sky, partly diffusing the sun but the shadows remain heavy staining the pavement below. Rusting and waning, like something exhaled long ago but still befouling the scene. It doesn't announce itself, it just is. Rooted in repetition, weathered by exhaust and time, the beautiful metal truss structure stands boldly with the quiet history it envelopes. Although the scene feels forgotten, the bridge continues to stand as the city moves and grows around it, indifferent but perpetually present. Monochrome shot of a vertical beam with views of a split Sacramento Tower Bridge in the distance. It's presence interrupted by the structure that now frames it. More than composition, a foreshadowing of the future plans for the I Street Bridge. The tower bridge (a vertical lift bridge) is not unlike the type set to replace the crossing and end foot traffic across the structure. A bridge forgotten, fading into distant memories.
April 29, 2025 at 6:08 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
What's the saying, #aprilshowers bring #mayflowers? I'll enjoy the gloomy rain as it drenches one of the most underrated #flowers around.
#monochrome
#photography
#art
#macro
#photographersUnited
Macro shot of dandelion seed bristles, or the pappus, covered in water droplets after an afternoon rain shower. The bristles are naturally hydrophobic meaning they repel water. Though if submerged long enough the dandelion puff will eventually be fully soaked. The image is a black and white image showing how water interacts with objects at a microscopic level. A full shot of the dandelion puff in black and white showing the bristles or filaments covered in water droplets. The true/common dandelion plant (Taraxacum officinale), although considered a weed and invasive species, is actually quite beneficial for the overall ecosystem. Because the plant has an early flowering period, the flower offers an early source of pollen for our local pollinators. Also they're edible! Although "Italian" dandelion plants are more readily consumed. Another macro shot of the dandelion bristles. Black and white showing how water droplets cover the entirety of the bristle but they tend to concentrate in a larger droplet at the pappus center. Bonus shot! Just for fun. Black and white macro image of a crevice alumroot (Heuchera micrantha) flower. I just liked the way the water droplets were hanging out on the flower petals. Another great plant for pollinators. Hummingbirds love to feast on their nectar because they make for easy access for their slender beak because the flower stalks are so tall! These ones were about a foot above the plant leaves, leaving plenty of room for the hummingbirds to come in and feed.
April 28, 2025 at 1:30 AM
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The #blackrose flowers are blooming and I'm really digging the mood.
#flower
#bwphotography
#succulent
#photography
#art
#dusttoglory
Aeonium arboreum 'Zwartkop', aka black rose, are succulents that can change it's leaves color to a deep red that resembles black to the human eye. The picture here showcases a group of black roses extending high into the sky with a very soft blurred background that gives the image a dream-like vibe with its unusual flower color and misty background. The dark color of the flower is expressed when the plant is exposed to high levels of sunlight. This dark color is actually due to high levels of anthocyanins in the plant leaves which helps the plant better withstand the extra sunlight. In essence, the dark color is the plant's natural #sunscreen. A close up of a black rose where one can see the inner workings of the flower center. You can see the petals tightly wrapped around each other as they begin their journey from the center to the loose outer edge of the flower. The lighter petals in the center are still green and have yet to turn black because the sun exposure is still too low to trigger the black color expression of the leaves as the plant begins producing higher levels of anthocyanins. #Anthocyanins are plant pigment compounds and a type of flavanoid which are responsible for various plant functions. Anthocyanins are also present in red wine grapes which gives red wine it's characteristic dark color.
April 26, 2025 at 5:36 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
This iconic #BMW #2002A looks to have lived a life of love and admiration. I wonder how many open road memories are under the hood.
#fromdusttoglory
#carfind
#bwphotography
#carphotography
#art
#patinalove
The image shows the a zoomed shot of the rear passenger side tail light. One can see the number "2002" in metal typeface over the light signaling at the model of this particular car. The classic BMW "02" (pronounced "oh two") had a production run from 1968 to 1975 and produced over 800,000 vehicles. This particular unit shows a weathered but intact body. The tires are full and registration is up to date. I imagine the owner continues to drive this car on a regular basis. This car, although small, would be a great road trip vehicle with its large canopy and massive windows go allow the cool air to enter the cabin. A front quarter shot of the front end of the car. Standing to the left of the driver side headlight, one can see the intact headlights and the classic double kidney grill that has been synonymous with BMWs for several decades now. The hood is highly weathered showcasing heavy damage to the paint and exposing the metal below. A rear shot of the car showing the full body and large cabin that made for the legendary look of the 02 standout among all the sport sedans of the 1960s and 70s. Here you can see the extent of the paint damage to the trunk of the car. The paint may be damaged but it gives the car a unique look and, IMHO, arguably better looking than if the paint was prestine.
April 26, 2025 at 5:31 AM
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The Stevenson Bridge spanning Putah Creek in #YoloCounty #California has a long standing battle with the local government for funding. Now it stands as a canvas for street artists to add their work to the layers of paint covering most of the bridge.
#dusttoglory
#photography
#art
#pillarlove
#bridge
Graffitied bridge underbelly spanning Putah Creek in Yolo County, California. Stevenson bridge has long been used as a canvas for street artists to showcase their work or leave their mark for future generations, if it can withstand the eager overspray of newcomers. The bridge pillars are seen in the foreground with various graffiti tags throughout its base. "GOVER" is seen boldly on the wall connecting the two pillars. The overgrowth in vegetation surrounding the pillars and bridge gives the scene a desolate environment that hints of a forgotten bridge where little to no traffic passes over its defaced structured. The concrete bridge beams seen from the ground upwards, showcasing that every inch of the structure has been sought after to be tagged with the artist's work. The harder to reach a surface, the better it is to guarantee the longevity of the art. The cleanest tag on the bridge. "YESM" from California Bay Area artist, Andy "YESM" Miller who passed away last decade was a huge part of the SF Bay Area street art scene.
April 24, 2025 at 7:58 PM
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Found a late 80's #bmw #e30 looking for better days. But through the dusted surface the memories of days past shine through.
#dusttoglory
#betterdaysahead
#carspotting
#art
#photography
1980's BMW e30 car sitting in wait after being abandoned under a tarp. The tarp is now torn and exposing the front body almost entirely. The lights look new and the wheels look well taken care of but the car has not moved in quite some time. Leaves have surrounded the car body's perimeter leaving a sort of police body outline after they find a corpse, hinting at the fate of the BMW.
April 23, 2025 at 11:18 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
Caught the palace guard #friendlyfeline on duty guarding her restricted airspace from a fly intruder hovering overhead.
#momentsinnoir
#dancingdust
#huntingeyes
#blackandwhite
#catportrait
Black and white image of car perched on blanket over dresser watching a house fly enter her restricted airspace. Warm sunlight casts striped shadows over her fur from the half-closed Persian blinds. Dust particles dance in the air illuminated by the bright rays of sunlight.
April 21, 2025 at 6:14 PM
dust-n-shadows.bsky.social
Mexico's Latinoamericana tower is not the prettiest skyscraper, but it is one of my favorites. It's dated functional design and weathered look tells a story of public admiration and utilization. Today, it proves useful to it's tenants and city with its digital clock and massive telecom antennas.
Black and white image of car traffic in the foreground driving towards the camera view at a busy intersection with Mexico's Latinoamericana tower looming in the background. Black and white image of Mexico's Latinoamericana tower standing tall and looming over a busy pedestrian mall (Calle Madero). It's digital clock face reads 01:43:50 PM. Black and white image of the point of view of the base of Mexico's Latinoamericana looking up towards its massive antenna. The antenna reaches into the sky 197 meters or 597 feet. The image, with it's dramatic cloudy skies, give dystopian future vibes with the contrast of the skyscrapers weathered functional architectural design.
March 26, 2025 at 3:11 PM
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Bugs everywhere! Mexican bug culture is probably the most diverse globally since the classic beetle was made up until 2003.

#buglife
#classicvw
#contrastplay
#monochromaticmotors
#fromthestreetswithlove
March 25, 2025 at 4:34 AM
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Largest modernist construction in Mexico - Conjunto Urbano Nonoalco Tlatelolco
March 24, 2025 at 4:24 AM