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.

The origin of sabotage My soul is from the trees If the path's too rocky Then the Dutch might lend you these And Sherlock Holmes would find my mark A most intriguing clue Could it be more obvious? I am a...