I Hear the Shifting Sands Whispering on…
Myponga Beach Shack
An Architect once strolled along the beach ensconced by sun-kissed hills and the azure sky.
This Architect, brimming with vigour and tenacity (effervescently so after a red or two), heard the shifting sands whispered on.
Even a grain of sand wants to be something!
It dreamt of gleaming glass and rusty skin.
XLERplate (r) Weathered Steel is the name (Could this be a paid commercial message!?).
"I"ll grow up to be a pebble!"
Nestled within the surf and shore.
"The question isn't who is going to let me, It's who is going to stop me."
On came the tides, came the winds of change, came the cold feet.
Off to the home builder they went.
Goodbye that morsel of joy, goodbye that bastion of utopia.
Alas, the little grain of sand remained ever so hopeful. Even rearing its head in an Unbuilt submission or two.
The title is in flood but it shall ebb.
Located on the scenic Myponga coastline, this Beach house by Tectvs challenged the traditional conception of what can be conceived in a Beach house. Tectvs sought to create a sculpture in the scenic sands that embraces the sun-kissed hills and the azure sky.
The structure itself would be built of materials most associated with commercial use - glass and steel - but applied in a such a way that removes them of previous association. The glass walls allow natural light to enter, and using XLERplate® Weathered Steel, the shack responds to its context by weathering over time. Its sculptural folded-forms blend into their surroundings, ageing as the materials wear, taking shape as time passes.
The lightweight structure enabled a flexibility of construction
Unfortunately, the project was never built. The Myponga Beach house remains an idea dreamt of gleaming glass and rusty skin.
I hear the shifting sands whispering on…