“Ainsley Hillyard is a Good Woman, an artistic member of the Good Women Dance Collective. She started her professional training in Edmonton, Alberta obtaining her diploma in dance from Grant MacEwan College under the instruction of Brian Webb and Heidi Bunting. She furthered her studies obtaining her Bachelor of Arts Honors Degree at the school of contemporary dancers in affiliation with the University of Winnipeg. Ainsley has danced in projects for Mile Zero and acts as the Education Coordinator for their Artist in Residency Programs in Edmonton public schools. Ainsley has also worked for Heidi Bunting Dance, Linda Turnbull, Tania Alvarado, Raena Waddell, Brian Webb and Surreal So Real Theatre on various creative processes. In June 2010, Ainsley received the Enbridge Emerging Artist Award at Nextfest and received the Realtors New Works Development award at Expanse Movement Arts Festival 2011. She is thrilled to have the opportunity to work in an expanding and intensifying dance community like Edmonton.”
If Ainsley and I are having a conversation it is usually about art or Sun Media.
With art we talk about what is and what, in our opinion, isn’t art. Then we make fun of some art. Then we talk about projects that we are working on. Then we talk about what isn’t art again. It is as if someone took a conversation about ‘who is the cutest Backstreet Boy’ and replaced the Backstreet Boy with multisyllabic art babble. It is very pleasant.
But, when we talk about Sun News, it usually sounds a bit like this:
Trent – I think The Sun News Network is a great news source. And by ‘great’ I mean ‘pile of’ and by ‘news source’ I mean ‘narwhal diarrhea’.
Ainsley – Ezra Levant is SUCH a douche!
….and so forth and so on until Sun Media is biblically set upon by a cleansing fire.
If you would give yourself a nickname what would it be?
I recently acquired the nickname ‘Hurricane Ainsley’… I find this acceptable
If you could switch one body part with anyone else in the world living or dead, who and what would it be?
The endurance of the Tarahumara people from Mexico’s Copper Canyons. They can run for like days… DAYS ON DAYS without stopping.
In five words, describe your most uncomfortable dream.
SUDDENLY and SURPRISINGLY I’m pregnant.
What is your favourite word?
What does that word smell like?
A hot sweaty dance studio.
What is your spirit animal?
Buttermilk the baby Goat as seen here:
If ghosts existed, would you want to meet one? If so, what would you ask it?
I always imagine being snuck up on by ghosts, and if thats the case NO, keep to your ghostly selves. If I knew it was coming then sure, and since they are pretty much omnipresent (at least thats what I imagine) I’d ask it to evaluate my perception of myself against how other people perceive me. Your nothing if your not self aware, you know.
If you could share a bottle of alcohol with anyone who has ever existed, who would it be and what would you drink?
A bottle of anything with that mysterious omnipresent ghost in my house, but just in case they don’t exist I’d choose a bottle of red with my biggest fan, Julian Faid.
What would you rather have as a pet: A dragon, a unicorn Pegasus or Ezra Levant?
Now that I’m onto it… I’d kinda like a pet ghost. Or an omnipresent Unicorn Pegasus.
Finally, if you could live your life over again with guaranteed success, what would you do?
I would do exactly what I’m doing now, exactly where I am now, but more successfully, guaranteed.