Piep at 4 months old, so full of life and character…
My closest relationship to a bird was with Piep the pheasant, rescued when he was separated from his mother at a day old in May 2009. I spent much of the following 4 months living in a bivouac in rural South Oxfordshire, England, to keep him as wild as possible and in touch with his wild relatives.
Piep’s development from a tiny, traumatised ball of fluff into a handsome, independent and almost-totally-wild youngster was a joy to behold and participate in. Our adventures together were deeply life-changing, touching me in ways I have no words to express.
At 4 months old, just four days after this picture was taken, Piep was killed by a group of humans whilst demonstrating his territorial defence skills to them whilst off on his travels alone.
Dearest Piep – unique, special, and yet at the same time as simple and ordinary as ‘every pheasant’ that ever lived. Perhaps the photographs I was privileged to capture of him convey some of his spirit, so that a little of his magic may remain in the wider world…
I continue to marvel at the delights of nature’s bounty. Life springs forth at every possible opportunity, and where I can capture a moment of that movement with my lens or in my artwork, I feel fulfilled, delighted, and unspeakably blessed.
As Barry Long once said, whatever happens here on the earth, “I suspect that the swallows will still fly and the children will still sing…”
Featured in High Quality Images 01/01/2011
‘Dearest Piep’ was also featured in ‘The Birds’ in 2010