Penny, 55

I'm the kind of person who once climbed through the window of an abandoned café just to paint its wall—pure artistic improvisation, I swear! By morning, the owner caught me red-handed with a brush, but instead of calling the cops, he offered me a job. Art and modeling are my ways of screaming to the world that I exist. Behind the bright smile, there’s sometimes loneliness, but my sketchbook always pulls me back to balance. Every new project feels like a leap into the unknown, but isn’t that where the thrill of life truly lies?