The choice of material

Perhaps you could say the cliché. The same old phrase. Maybe in this case it’s correct. “.. the material chooses you.”
Maybe. It is true that there is a process of selection, of hunting. As you progress through the achievements, you fine-tune your technique. It is optimized. The unnecessary is dispensed with. Only the prey matters. To get there, you’ll use what you know works. The tools you trust. The ones that allow you to run, fly. In the end you discover him. You understand that you are nothing. The material prevails. Maybe, then. You get it. It’s actually leaving you. Trust.  He allows himself to be hunted.
Graphite, sharp. Smooth. Stealthy. Advance through the immensity of white. Almost unseen. Corralling the prey. Getting her in the right place. The most important part. To a large extent, the final success depends on it. When it’s ready, it retreats. Proud. Satisfied. Powerful.