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Under the cover of night, we explore the New Bedford Harbor Superfund Site
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October 2025
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New Bedford Harbor Superfund Site
Entry 002
Survey Start: October 2025
Location: New Bedford, Massachusetts
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Field Notes & Writing
Preliminary Survey
October 15, 2025
Follow Up Survey
October 24, 2025
Its 3:15 pm and I am heading to New Bedford to photograph the Superfund Site. I'm not sure what to expect.. When I was kid, my mom used to tell us that
New Bedford was dangerous. I never really found out as a kind, I guess I will find out as an adult.
Driving through Acushnet Ave, the streets are narrow. Each side of the street is lined with cars - I would safely estimate that half of those parked cars have
been sideswiped. Some have broken mirrors, plastic sheets duct taped to windows, hubcaps missing. I dont want to park on this street but I have to get
an energy drink. It was a long day at work.
I stopped at abandoned building, there was a car at the very back and as I got closer, it was a local firefighter in his personal car. He said they monitor the
building because it has been flagged for arson attempts recently. I don't know what that means. How do you unsuccessfully commit arson? Is it even
committing arson? He seemed put off when I told him I live 45 minutes away and I am starting to document the town. He said he was a lifelong resident.
I can image seeing some guy come in and try to tell the story of the town you know so well can make someone upset. He refused to take a picture. I said he
looked handsome. I was trying to make him more comfortable but I think it had the opposite effect.
I have been driving down all the side streets trying to find something that sticks out, its totally grey out and nothing seems interesting in this light. Maybe I am
feeling the residual effects of my encounter with the firefighter. I always think its worth a shot to talk to a stranger, to try and build some trust in people, and
hopefully get a photograph. I rarely think of the after effects, when someone is so annoyed with your presence and how that feelings carries through the day.
Night Photography, its probably my favorite style to shoot in. The way colors change on film is magical - the long exposures uncover hidden light and shadow.
I have so many spots to shoot, my google maps is covered in blue dots. I mapped out my route, start at the boat ramp overlooking the wind turbine facility,
move up Herman Melville Boulevard, then into the heart of the city on Acushnet. I am feeling confident tonight.
The wind turbine facility is powered down. I was hoping the lights would be on.
One of the spots I had picked out was a towing company. Its essentially an old gas station with no pumps - the old tube lights were on inside and glowing
a beautiful bright yellow. I like the way the light plays on the millions of scratches on the plastic glass garage bay doors. The rusted metal adds a nice touch,
you can see the tow trucks inside, the back of them brightly lit and the front ends cast in deep shadow. After peeking around for a while, I looked into the office
area. There is a canvas oil pointing of a rather large man in a suit. I assume the patriarch of the family business. His painting sits on a wood panel wall next to a
neon blue clock. I think it has a Chevy logo in the middle. It feels like I stepped back in time to the 1980s. It reminds me of the places my dad worked at when I
was a kid.
Cars are a trend tonight. Nearby is a car wash facility. There is a billboard in front that reads 'A CLEAN car lasts longer..' with a painting of a Pontiac GTO.
The personification of cool, even by todays standard. I shot it from inside the parking lot and from across the street. Looking through the ground glass of the
Horseman VH, I think the shot from across the street is the better composition. There is a Wellness Center that is visible from that vantage point, on the large
plate glass windows are paper cutouts of pumpkins and skeletons. Its almost time kids.. 7 more days till' Halloween.
This just got interesting. There tearing down part of Interstate 195 - the lights were so bright and the workers were up in cranes knocking down concrete
columns. I tried getting a shot from the street but it wasn't good enough. The site foreman came out to see who I was and I introduced myself. We hit it off -
and I asked if I could come onto the site to take a few photographs. He said I could if I only had a hi-vis vest and as luck would have it, I did. I put it on and was
told to only stay around the entrance as the other areas are too dangerous. I made two images before the Massachusetts Department of Transportation on-site
manager came over to talk to me. I didn't want to throw the site foreman under the bus so I took the blow - I said I knew I wasn't allowed to be here but I did
it anyways. He kindly asked me to finish my exposure and kick rocks. I'm getting too tired to write anymore. Maybe I will sit on this and write something better
later.
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full article on substack
Fighting the man with the spirit of George Costanza
When I return.. and make no mistake, I will return. I will be prepared - I will relive the
days of old when people ogled at these modern monoliths. I may even wear some sort
of fedora adorned with a press card sticking out of the fabric wrapping of my hat.
Maybe even get me one of those fat ties and a tan, ill fitting suit with suspenders. Cigars?
I can’t go back. Almost two years off those nasty smoke logs. But in the name of assimilation,
I must break my vow..
published on October 24, 2025

New Bedford Harbor, view from Hurricane Barrier | Fall 2025
