Bubbles. That is a very bad word to someone working with resin. I do everything I can when mixing to avoid them and look over my pendants closer than a mama hen watching her chicks to get them out when I pour. That said, sometimes the little dirty fiends show up anyway -- completely uninvited.
When I poured resin yesterday, I made a big mess. The resin was mixed in the cup, but I managed to spill some that had to get wiped up pronto. Being the frugal artist that I am, I didn't want to throw the rest of the resin away, even though it had cured to the point of thick Karo syrup by the time I went to use it. (Normally it's the runny maple syrup kind when I pour).
There were some bubbles. "Not to fear, I've done this before!" I assured myself. I got my handy dandy heat gun and blasted them. Normally this works, but today it didn't. Those bubbles weren't going anywhere.
In a completely unrelated experiment, I learned a few months ago, that while this particular resin is only about 6 to 8 hours into curing, it's in one piece but flexible.
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
I pushed them off the edge and waited a few hours for them to cure. (At this point, even if my experiment failed, the pendant was a bust anyway. I had nothing to lose.)
An exacto knife later, I had trimmed the bubbly resin off and had a usable pendant again. That will teach those bubbles to mock me.
You're right. They were fearful. Be afraid. Very afraid.
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