The British seaside is back ā after all, who wants to go abroad with summers like oursā¦? To celebrate, we challenged some of our finest construction minds (plus sundry offspring) to a giant sandcastle building showdown. Roxane McMeeken and Katie Puckett commentate on the action.
The teams
DJ Green and Associates: David Green and his four sons, Daniel, 9, Jacob, 8, Benjamin, 6 and Nathan, 3
Baqus Kellie Tolmie, Sam Cherrit and Steve Baker
Bennington Green Associates Lynne Hatton,Keith Kirkwood, Daniel Opala and Tom Willis
G&H Mike Crane, Sara Quick and Simon Starks
ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ Thom Gibbs, Michael Willoughby and Emily Wright
Assorted architects, surveyors and contractors are standing around on a beach while a man crouched on a 2m-high heap of sand lectures them on how to make mud pies. Itās simple. You just mix sand and water to form patties, and you pile them up slowly to build a tower. āRub some dry sand around the edges, then give it a little bit of a pat on top to get the air bubbles out,ā he says. The demonstration has been going on for some time and the audience is beginning to fidget.
Donāt they realise how lucky they are? Mark Anderson is Britainās leading sand sculptor, and ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ has secured his unique services for the day to preside over our sandcastle building competition. Weāve managed to drag five teams of construction folk away from their desks to take part, all hoping to show off their professional skills by transforming a heap of sand into a fabulous structure. The teams are from QS Baqus, surveyor Bennington Green Associates (BGA), contractor G&H Group, architectural practice DJ Green (āThe Greensā) and ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ magazine (see the box overleaf for whoās in which).
There was, apparently, only one place to take them: Weymouth. Itās not just its old-time, kiss-me-quick British charm that recommends the place, although there are plenty of holidaymakers enjoying the donkey rides and picture-postcard-perfect beach front. No, itās the sand.
āIāve been sandsculpting all over the world for 20 years and whenever I come back to Weymouth, Iām struck by the feel of the sand. Itās like silk,ā says Anderson, who has suddenly gone all misty-eyed.
With his demonstration turret taking shape, he changes tack. āYou could form a sphere,ā he says, deftly creating a sand cricket ball, which is passed round the crowd, who raise appreciative eyebrows.
For a more organic look, the teams could try a ādrip castleā ā basically a handful of wet sand trickled slowly to form a stalactite.
It looks straightforward enough and the teams are itching to get stuck in. But Anderson is clearly absorbed. Finally he looks up from his turret. āIs everybody happy? Okay then, youāve got three hours.ā
And theyāre offā¦
The Greens: The Greens comprise dad David and his four sons. They did have a plan, but theyāve left it at home. Luckily nine-year-old Daniel, the teamās concept architect, has done a new sketch of a three-tiered structure. Competitive dad David stamps on top of the pile of sand that will one day become it. āCome on boys, we need to do three tiers like Daniel designed it.ā
David will, he explains regretfully, have to do quite a lot of bossing of his young team. This is purely for health and safety reasons ā he doesnāt want anyone getting hurt.
Baqus: Steve scrambles to the top of a big heap of sand. Down at its base, Sam starts making balls of sand and passing them up to Steve. Steveās not happy with the first. āIt needs to be bigger ⦠and do you call that tight?ā Itās already pretty obvious whoās in charge here. Baqusā design comprises three identical towers, they say. As lumps of sand are amassed, Steve explains to nobody in particular that āitās not hard physically, itās more the mental exertionā. Meanwhile, down below him, Sam is sweating as he frantically shovels sand while Kellie drags over a large bucket of water, nearly buckling under the strain ā¦
BGA: Boss Keith Kirkwood is using the competition as an ingenious test of Tom and Danielās mettle. Heās holding a picture of London landmark Tower Bridge. āThis is what weāre aiming for. It was the hardest thing I could find.ā Some challenge given that this is their second day in the industry.
ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ: The team spent the train journey from London poring over pictures of the Palace of Versailles, Battersea Power Station, Tate Modern and Hever Castle, but discarded them in favour of Hogwarts. Theyāre hoping a replica of Harry Potterās boarding school, turrets and all, will secure them the populist vote. Typical hacks.
Five minutes in, though, and Thom is already backpedalling. āItās inspired by Hogwarts, rather than an accurate representation ā¦ā Meanwhile, team-mate Michael has reverted to a different though equally ambitious brief: Neuschwanstein Castle in Bavaria. āPrince Ludwig built it for Wagner because he was in love with him. Weāre mixing high and low culture.ā
G&H: The team have already scaled down their project. They had planned on an exact replica of Walmer Castle in Kent, an elaborate 16th-century structure comprising concentric walls, four circular bastions and a drawbridge with a circular keep at its centre. āI think itās going to be more like a Barbie castle now,ā confesses Mike. Which is fitting because the team have brought along a Barbie doll.
Two hours to goā¦
The Greens: Danielās three-tiered structure has morphed into a ziggurat. This is a pragmatic rather that an aesthetic decision: it makes it easier for the shorter members of the team to ascend the pile of sand. While his older brothers are engaged in patting and shaping, three-year-old Nathan is running amok at the base of the structure, wrecking their work with a beatific smile on his face. āDad, heās ruining it!ā shouts Jacob as another of his levelled steps collapses. David is jumpy, torn between mediating between the warring factions within his project team and listening for his phone. Heās waiting for an important call from a personalised numberplate auction.
Baqus: hurriedly shore up its cracking foundations. After a frenzy of activity it seems that the three-identical-towers design has been revised. āEr, each tower is going to be completely different now,ā says Steve.
BGA: Keith whips out a surprise prop: a three-foot long plank of mdf. Itās easier to see how they might achieve some sort of bridge now. But will it be enough to replicate the Victorian grandeur of its subject?
G&H: Walmer Castle is starting to take shape. Thereās an external wall with a pile of sand inside it that Simon says is the beginnings of the āinner keepā and the Barbie doll is sitting wonkily on top of it. Simon has brought the Barbie along in a box of other props, some stranger than others. There are cowboys and Indians, a couple of horses, some string, nails and an implement that Simon thinks may be from his fondue set.
One hour to go ā¦
ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ: Tension is mounting in the motley crew ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ has entrusted with its construction cred. āItās too wide!ā Michael is exclaiming. āI think we should start again.ā Actually, the huge mound of sand doesnāt appear to have changed much in 20 minutes. Emily has a brainwave. āItās beginning to look like something ⦠letās cut out some mountain passes!ā She tries to dig a hole in the side, but she needs water. She dips the tips of her fingers into the bucket of water and looks hopefully around. ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØās impartial reporter indicates the jug ā it canāt be cheating when your team looks that incompetent ā¦
G&H: Itās become clear what Simon intended the nails and string for. Heās rigged them up to resemble a drawbridge. The castleās fully formed, complete with inner keep. Now the team are working on the hill beneath, smoothing it down and carving a pathway snaking down from the drawbridge.
Half an hour to go ā¦
The Greens: This is looking like a classic sandcastle, comprising tiers of sand topped with turrets clearly formed by packing sand into buckets. āItās taking shape,ā says David. āThe important thing is keeping the kids busy but out of the way.ā While David upturns another bucket of sand onto the pile, Daniel is studiously ignoring his father. He is absorbed in energetically digging a completely unrelated hole.
Baqus: Thereās some disagreement among the team about whether the three towers should have been identical after all. āNo castle has two towers the same, everyone knows that,ā says Kellie. Steve looks at the sandcastle doubtfully; his confidence seems to be wavering. āI donāt think weāre going to win to be honest.ā āWell, at least weāre not the worst,ā says Sam, looking pointedly at the ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ entry.
ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ: By now the team has given up. Michael and Thom are sitting on the ground looking dejected, while Emily is playing with one of the Green children.
BGA: The teamās creation is looking not a million miles away from Tower Bridge. The new recruits have even made a car out of Weymouthās putty-like sand, while Lynne is carving a brick pattern into each tower.
G&H: Simonās cowboys, Indians and horses are dotted all over the sandcastle, with Barbie taking pride of place in the middle of the central keep like some immense Freudian metaphor. Itās come together impressively ā the only prop left over is the fondue fork. Yet Mike confesses that things have not gone as expected. āThis is a design-and-build job,ā he says. āThe result looks nothing like the plan.ā
The public vote
Five oāclock and the teams down tools and stand anxiously next to their creations while our reporters quietly poll onlookers for their judgments on each sandcastle.
āThe sheer variety is the first thing that strikes you,ā says one of them. You canāt argue with that. The Green familyās traditional sandcastle is impressing the voters, āitās naive, but classicā, says one informed-sounding observer. Then there is Baqusā āthree non-identical towersā design, which is not so much lopsided as āchallengingā, a few bystanders decide, diplomatically.
BGAās Tower Bridge replica seems to be impressing quite a few people, as is G&Hās design, which looks a lot like a real-life castle. Sadly, the ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ teamās lump of grey mush doesnāt appear to be catching the attention of many voters. Even Emilyās attempt to cheer it up with a sprinkling of silver stars hasnāt helped.
Finally, the votes are in. A clear winner emerges, and itās over to Mark to announce that it is ⦠G&H. And itās no surprise. āThis sandcastle has it all: turrets, walls, an inner keep, drawbridge, cowboys, Indians and of course, a Barbie princess,ā Mark concludes approvingly. He presents G&H with a bottle of champagne and the adults head off to the pub. Relaxing with our beers, itās clear there are no hard feelings. Even the ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ team is feeling proud of its achievement ā¦
But one team hasnāt made it to the pub ā the Greens are still at the beach. Finally, the children have their way and start leaping on the sandcastles, gleefully. In minutes, the results of the dayās labours are reduced back to shapeless piles of sand.
Team Green
This is no mere castle. The Greens have given us a prototype for fortress complexes of the future.
Note the massive permasteel glacis at its base, the row of laser towers above it. And should any assailant make it to the inner keep, they will be met by photon torpedoes, molten lead and live tigers. Alright! This is what sandcastles ought to be like ā¦
Team Baqus
This teamās entry flirts with symbolism, feints in the direction of conceptual art but finally refuses to submit to the reductionist taxonomy of a conventional criticism. Rather, it seems to say, take me for what I am ā three unequal lumps of sand on a big hill ā and love me anyway
Team building
A typically brilliant display by the ŠŌ°ÉµēĢØ team, inspired partly by the austere villes perchĆ©es of the French CorbiĆØres, partly by the deranged Bavarian romanticism of mad Prince Ludwig. Its contradictions are contained if not resolved, by an engineering framework that combines the abstract beauty of pure mathematics with a sad, even tragic acknowledgement that all human endeavour must end in decay and dissolution. [Will that do, guys?]
Team BGA
Here we have Tower Bridge reimagineered as a Greek Orthodox cathedral. The final structure is as remarkable for the severe geometry of Lynne Hattonās facade, which combines the fin de siĆØcle lyricism of Charles Rennie Mackintosh with the poetic functionalism of Norman Foster, as it is for the bold use of prefabricated mdf to cheat solve the tricky problem of making sand stretch across a large gap
The winners
Team G&H
Okay, so itās populist. Okay, so itās historically, geographically and architecturally inaccurate. Okay, so the fact that itās plastered with G&H flags is a shameless example of product placement. The fact remains that this was the only entry to include cowboys and, relative to the cowboys, a 6m-high woman. This brought together the bleak existential drama of Unforgiven and the arch postmodern irony of Shrek, combining them in an oedipal Freudian narrative. None of the other entries could compete with this for sheer pretentiousness. Oh, and there were towers and stuff that were quite good too ā¦
King of the castles
It took Mark Anderson and three other sculptors seven days to turn 1,000 tonnes of sand into a hotel in Weymouth. It lasted a week and you could sleep in it for Ā£10 a night. Not a bad deal, although it didnāt have a roof ⦠The construction was a stunt to promote website laterooms.com, and its success left Anderson rather bemused. āI couldnāt believe it when I got a call from a Japanese radio station,ā he says.
Anderson has been creating amazing things out of sand all his life, splitting his time between sculpting tournaments, bespoke commissions and entertaining the crowds at Weymouth beach. His proudest achievement, he says, was āprobably creating the Venus de Miloā ā a six foot recreation that took four attempts and three-and-a-half days.
Watch the competition unfold
Postscript
Photography by Eoghan Hanrahan and Astrid Kogler
So what did you do on your summer holidays? Send us your sandcastle pictures to buildingweb@cmpi.biz
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