Becky's photoblog

My back yard

People schmoozing in my kitchen. I made enough lasagna and stuffed shells to serve 24 people (we had leftovers)

My cousins, Lee and Alex. The Curtis Kids came to visit me the night they arrived from PA to bring Alex back for her second-semester senior year at BU.

I later turned this photo into a painting – http://www.beckydimattia.com/paintings/portraits/nggallery/image/alex-2/

On the day after Christmas, I took the train down to NYC to meet Brian and we spent the afternoon at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Five years later, we did the same thing

While visiting Lou in San Francisco for a most unhappy occasion, I finally got to meet her wonderful boyfriend!

Here’s my photos from their wedding in 2013

Melissa, Gwen, Liz, Other Becky and Brian, in my kitchen, indulging on Halloween

It’s 2014, and I’m going back to the beginning of my first photoblog (at photoblog.com/bdaroff), and recreating my old posts on my own site here at beckydimattia.com/photoblog. This post is from our trip to Ogunquit with my sister, parents and grandparents. My grandparents had a time-share up there, and we drove up to spend the weekend taking in the gorgeous New England colors.

Looking back on this weekend 7 years ago, I still remember this vividly. Brian and I had started dating just one week before this, and I remember talking to him on the phone while looking out over Perkins Cove. A dear friend had also lost her father just a week before this, and I remember debating with my parents whether I should fly to San Francisco for the memorial (I did).

I also remember taking a long slow walk along the Marginal Way, and how my dad, sister and grandmother shook their heads and walked on ahead of us while my mom, grandfather and I stopped every three seconds to take pictures. It was well worth it – one of my photos below has been hanging in my office for many years, reminding me of the gorgeous Maine coast and a great day with my family.

We’re all museum lovers, and we visited two museums that weekend – the Ogunquit Museum of American Art (not that memorable for me, except the gorgeous grounds), and the Portland Museum of Art, which I loved. I especially love the room with all of the marble sculptures and tons of light pouring in from huge windows. A year or so later, Brian and I revisited the Portland Museum of Art together.