girl, bye

I’m phasing out resin and hope to be done with it sometime in 2026.

I know, I know, I just wrote a love letter to it! But if you’re in tune to subtext, you could see how much I actually hate it. And I want to be clear, I can work hard on something and take care in what I do and still not enjoy doing it. Hell, half of y’all go to a job you hate :).

There, I said it. I hate resin. I hate working with it and I hate to think about the ramifications that come with working with it—not just for me, but for the environment too.

So, resin isn’t resin until it’s mixed and hardened, right? What about all that goo that coats the inside of Part A? I’m literally sitting on “empty” bottles because I can’t recycle them and I can’t throw them out without my brain immediately going to the bottle busting open and the rest of that goo just leaking into our water streams—they are supposed to be disposed in a chemical waste facility. Which is probably also leaking into our water streams…I don’t want to add to it if I don’t have to. And I don’t.

And the stuff that’s hardened? Not the stuff that’s for the art, but the pieces I pull off my silicone mat, the strips I pull out of the cups I use, and just the general scraps that may get tossed. That’s never degrading. That’s going to be here forever. Lil strips of plastic that litter the basement hallway.

And the art is supposed to last forever, right, but what happens when the couple passes and the grandaughter is like “I don’t want this yellow block of old flowers,” and then it gets tossed into the landfill. They are intended to be heirlooms, but so was all the china that’s sitting in thrift stores.

I mentioned ramifications with me working with it, too. Y’all, I wear the PPE, but I am still exposing myself to those fumes—I work out of my house and don’t plan on ever moving GP outta of it, and that is my choice. This is my growth with my business and I don’t want to grow that way.

Then when things have to be sanded! All those lil shards of plastic that cling to the cobwebs in my garage. I just hate every single step. Even when it comes out perfect, even when the client is so stunned by the beauty, even though getting rid of it will effect GP in a most likely negative way.

But maybe it won’t. Perhaps it will free me, perhaps my art will evolve in a more stunning way. That’s what I hope anyway.