Vanessa Brassey
Hampstead Heath was the textbook for my childhood. My walk to school skirted the Heath Extension, and my journey to adulthood involved scrambling up the bank into Kenwood House, and getting lost in the criss-cross of paths on misty mornings and on summer nights. It hosted my friendships, the school sweetheart, and the confusion of young adult heartbreak. The view to the lake was a balm when nursing my babies, and years later, in the eerie empty-nesting, it became my muse.
In the quiet of the house, my habit of filling visual diaries exploded into a full-scale painting obsession. The Heath now transformed into a studio and subject. Once I started painting every day, I found I simply couldn’t stop. I became fascinated by finding ways to bring atmosphere, memory, and emotion into traditional oil painting.
For years I resisted the idea of becoming a full-time artist. I studied History and Philosophy, worked in corporate marketing, lectured at university, and pursued a variety of other creative projects. But at some point, the compulsion to paint took over. I’ve never regretted giving in to it.
It’s an uncertain way to make a living, but I feel fortunate to combine painting with making films for museums and musicians, and writing papers and books. Along the way, I’ve been thrilled to have work selected for the Royal Academy Summer Exhibition, shortlisted for the National Portrait Gallery’s Portrait Award, and recognised by the Jackson’s Art Prize, Women in Art Prize, and British Contemporary Art Prize. I don’t take any of these moments for granted and remain deeply grateful for the encouragement they represent. And I’m delighted to be part of the show at Burgh House.