Hampstead Pond, Viaduct Bridge captures a quiet pocket of nature tucked within the city—a place where time slows, and the reflections on the water seem almost dreamlike. The bridge, framed by the shifting greens of the park, stands as both a landmark and a passage, connecting past and present, movement and stillness.
Hampstead Heath has always felt like an escape, a space where Londoners come to breathe, to walk, to lose themselves in the changing light. This painting is my way of preserving that sense of calm—the way the water mirrors the sky, the dappled light filtering through the trees, and the quiet solitude that can only be found in a place like this.
