Polyacrylic. Interesting stuff. My studio did sort of resemble a birthing room tonight. For better ventilation, I opened the doors and windows. The fan was cranked, and I was covered in sweat. Feeling a little like Ms. Weaver doing motherhood in the last Alien flick, I brushed on a layer of off white chemical that really looked like...well...I'm not going into details.
Okay...for a moment I'm grateful that I did this part alone as I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to deal with the conditions...and I suspect it would have provided a photo op I might not have enjoyed. LOL.
And there was a huge panic moment when it looked as though this latest chemical was eating through the isolation coat and stripping the paint. With several "oh, my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh's" (we all know I'm editing what I really said). Luckily it was a hallucination (I suspect).