Bring back the graphite

I've forgotten how lush and, I don't know, sensuous graphite can be. hard edges blending into soft graded areas. I have huge blocks of it... sometimes I am "off graphite" for a while because of the mess. I hate tracking it through the house. My cat tracks it through the house. Everything gets gray.
But Spring is here... I'm going to set up a wall for graphite drawing outside. Maybe the broad side of the shed.
Graphite lends itself well to mystery, to covering up secret things. It easily becomes that primordial pool or fog from which all things (good and bad) surface, float, arise, or recede.