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I’ve been following the travel art blog of Tania Katan, author/playwright/topless marathon runner and all-around good time who has been reporting from the Biennale of Sydney the last few weeks.

Tania’s last post just went online. Here’s a few bits:

Right now I’m reporting live from Tasmania, or as everyone in Australia calls it Tassie (pronounces Tazzy). Not to be confused with the euphemism Map of Tasmania, which really means, um, a lady’s down under, which is another euphemism for, well, the pubic hair area. Why can’t we just call it what it is instead of beating around the bush, which then becomes another euphemistic statement when all I really want to say is that the landscape of Tasmania is extraordinarily beautiful! And so is the map, but that’s another story, so let’s stick to the literal, ok kids? In order for me to sum up my Biennale of Sydney journey, you need to really understand Sydney as a city, and because I spent 14 days and 4 hours there, I’m kind of an expert, so here’s all you need to know about Sydney: everything is gorgeous and casual. Seriously. In fact, if the NSW Bureau of Tourism is reading this, here is a totally free tagline for Sydney:

Come to Sydney, where you’re gorgeous and we’re casual!

Everywhere you go in Sydney there are signs, posters, and pamphlets advertising Casual. “Casual server needed,” “Casual guitar lessons offered,” “Looking for Casual housekeeper.” I assumed this meant that they were looking for relaxed individuals, professional underachievers, like someone who may take your food order or may decide that smoking in the kitchen would be more fun; someone who could teach you a few finger positions on the guitar or just as well drink a cup of tea as you muddle through Smoke On The Water alone; someone who will do some light dusting but eats all of your food during their 4-hour lunch break and watches as you clean the rest of your shitty little apartment. As per usual, my perception compared to the reality of the situation is a little off. Casual really means not permanent and no vacations. But I’ll hang on to the idea of shop owners excited to employ desultory people.

Ok, here’s the BIG BIENNALE FINALE! Can you handle it? It involves dirty limericks, homemade lamingtons, Jessica Watson washing ashore in her pink Barbie boat, and PechaKucha!

You asked for it. Here it is! Starting with a photomontage of Artistic Director, David Elliott and I engaging in a dirty limerick duel to the end!

That’s not the half of it. Read the entire story here.