Through my lens, I froze the concrete pillars of the elevated highway in stark monochrome, their rigid textures amplified by the absence of color. Arranged in disciplined rows, they stand as silent sentinels—unwavering guardians of the land beneath, their very stillness bearing witness to the ceaseless rush of time and traffic. In this interplay of stone and steel against earth, there resonates a profound gravity: the unspoken bond between industrial might and the enduring embrace of the soil it rests upon.