dust coat

A fine layer of clay dust coats everything in Rebecca Warren’s east London studio, leaving its mark on anyone who enters there.

Inside the old headquarters, known as Building 1, a substantial layer of dust coats old tube televisions, more recent computer monitors and real leather furniture.

The dust coats everything, east and west, uniting the two halves of the city.

Perhaps the greatest concern is when dust coats solar panels.

At the docks, the salmon-hued dust coats everything, from the yellow railings atop the cranes to the rims of the fast-moving conveyor belts that hurtle rocks toward the bellies of giant cargo vessels.