Originally Posted by
rwanttaja
I don't look at it for cost savings, but for being tremendously more convenient. I had to replace a gear leg on my Fly Baby ~12 years ago (spraying it with Rust-Oleum from a conventional sprayer); I'm STILL scraping overspray off my truck windshield despite drop cloths everywhere. As others have mentioned, many conventional products are bad for you... the stuff my plane is painted with forms cyanide if it gets in your lungs. Practically need a full bunny suit to apply it.
Guy at my airport got booted from his hangar; he sealed it up real well (he thought) and sprayed his Bellanca. Overspray crept through the holes and nailed the planes in the adjacent hangars. He quickly took responsibility and made the other owners whole, but it was a violation of airport rules.
Finally...well, it smells. When I painted my gear leg in the (attached) garage, the smell was apparent all through the house.
Contrast that with latex. Applied with a roller or brush, not a sprayer. Non-toxic. No chemical smell. No worries about poisoning, no overspray, buy it at the local hardware store, no hazardous shipping costs, clean up with soap and water.
On the other hand...well, of course there are issues regarding comparative durability. But I posted a friend's tale of applying latex to his Fly Baby (Sam also referenced the site). On hte Fly Baby mailing list, Drew has always been open about his process, his concerns, and issues with his airplane. It's been ~five years, and he STILL hasn't seen any major problems with paint adhesion.
I'm a engineer with 30 years' experience with a major aerospace company. The pay is, ummm, good. No kids, no car payments, no old loans being paid off. A mortgage on the house, but we're making lump sum payments to have it paid off by the time I retire.
If I decided I was going to re-paint my Fly Baby, spending $1,000 extra just for the paint would not be an issue.
But it's not the way *I* would do it. Instead of hauling the parts home, sealing my garage, evicting the cars to the ourdoors for the duration, swathing myself in protective gear and listening to the shrieking air compressor, I'd prop the parts up in my hangar, don a comfortable old shirt and pants, tune in the classic radio station, and grab a beer, and pick up my roller.
Hal, you're invited. :-)
Ron Wanttaja