There’s nothing more maddening than being rudely awakened in the early hours of the morning by the thunderous squawking of a Hadeda: The feathered Vuvuzela (remember the plastic fart- trumpets during the FIFA World Cup in 2010? Yup, sounds exactly like a Hadeda)
These birds have a knack for noise like no other and are viewed more as a pestilence than majestic. Once they take up residence in your neighbourhood, it is difficult to get rid of them and of course, I have had my fair share of these raucous squatters. Legend has it that they make so much noise, because they’re afraid of flying. If you’ve ever seen one taking flight, you’d understand.
I’ve decided to take a moment to really look at one of them when it perched ever so nonchalantly on my porch and was surprised by the exquisiteness of it. The amazing colours of each feather, the soulful little eyes holding my gaze and the long beak, silent for a moment. These are actually remarkable birds. Naturally I had to draw one of them.
Noise Bird is a surreal rendition of the humble Hadeda with exaggerated features, extra eyes and glass beads, and embellished feathers encased in a thin layer of smoke. It evokes the same mystery as the fiery Phoenix. A modest homage to a much underappreciated bird.
”The more often we see things around us – even the beautiful and wonderful things –
the more they become invisible to us.
That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world:
the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds – even those we love.
Because we see things so often, we see them less and less”
– Joseph B Wirthlin