I can keep belongings safe, doors secure, or be a strand of hair. My only weaknesses are a hammer, a thief, or a gust of wind.

I end the day in painted light, then fade away to welcome night.

I capture time without moving, stealing smiles and moments, painting memories with light.

If you're the type of person that adopts a literal mood You might expect to find me on a column serving food I may appear quite soft but I can leave you feeling numbly My major claim to fame is being known for being hungry

I leave powder on your fingers and clothes, and become smaller as your creativity flows. I make the pavement a canvas for art, until the rain makes my masterpieces depart.