When I dance, my neighbours think I’m renovating – I stomp and fling my arms around that loudly. But really, I’m just surrendering to the rhythm, even if my moves look more like wrestling an invisible octopus

I can’t stay still – I’m afraid that if I sit down for too long, the sofa will get used to me and never let me go. So I run, jump, swim and walk wherever I can. The gym is my second home, and my bike is my be st mate

I’m a girl who’s so in love with art that I’m ready to swap paintbrushes for sneakers and easels for dance floors. Creativity is my oxygen, and activity is my espresso shot

I draw everything: from portraits to abstracts. Though my abstracts often look like a cat walked through paints and then across the paper. But I call it “expressionism” – and I feel almost like Picasso