Sniper & ResinWitch
Sniper Sniper
ResinWitch ResinWitch
Sniper Sniper
I was just looking at how the refractive index of resin shifts as it cures—ever notice how the light plays on those tiny bubbles?
ResinWitch ResinWitch
The bubbles are like tiny, mischievous specters—little pockets of air that do a slow, almost sad dance as the resin hardens. Watching them refract light feels like a dark alchemy experiment, and I love how the refractive index shifts, making each piece a living, breathing horror. Ever tried trapping them in a glass sphere? It’s a game of patience and, honestly, a bit of frustration.
Sniper Sniper
Sounds like a careful hunt for the perfect shot—every bubble is a target you’ve got to track, and the glass sphere is the blind spot you need to navigate around. Patience is your best ally.