The New Jersey Meadowlands, nestled between New York City and Newark, is a strange sort of in-between zone. It belongs neither to nature nor to man. The grasslands and birds of nature are abundant. So, too, are the derelict factories and warehouses. The unwanted detritus of civilization is cast off into the Meadowlands, ranging from garbage piles to noxious-smelling industries.
Millions of commuters to and from the suburbs to New York City pass through this region of indeterminate identity. Many look out the windows of passing trains, planes, and cars. Yet few care to observe the lapping tides and bizarre beauty of this unwanted strip of land. These views show various scenes from my daily train ride through the Meadowlands between Newark Broad Street and Hoboken Terminal.
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In Memory of Jimmy Hoffa
Industial beachhead at Port Newark
Overhead Power Lines
Hackensack River
Railroad Station
Dredging toxic industrial runoff buried in the river
Premonition of a city on the Passaic River
NJ Meadowlands
Factory Yard
City in autumn
Sunset on the Passaic River
Power Generators
After hours in Port Newark
Power Generators
Industrial zone in the New Jersey Meadowlands
Hackensack River
Port Newark tire yard
New Jersey Meadowlands
Shell Oil monopoly
Jersey City Factories
NJ Meadowlands
Old drawbridge at Port Newark
