On a light gray day last October, I donned a pair of oversize galoshes and life jacket, picked up a paddle, climbed into a rowboat, and set out on Newtown Creek. My four companions and I (split among two boats) didn’t have a set destination or an especially specific purpose. We were there to experience the creek — to get a more personal, human-scaled view of one of the most polluted waterways in the country.
Artistic Encounters with Our Toxic Waters










