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噴塗設備的環境保護現狀解析

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目前，噴塗設備在木門等板式家具生産中具有十分重要的地位,甚至起著關鍵性的作用。而國內這類家具企業大部分還是采用手工噴塗的方法噴漆作業、設備簡陋、操作不夠規範，且缺乏生産工藝標准、自主創新能力和自主知識産權。同時油漆工序在生産中是技術要求最高的工序,其加工質量和效率直接影響到木門等産品的質量和生産率,因此噴塗工藝和設備優化在産品質量表現上具有十分重要的意義。

对于现代化的塗裝設備线，一般都能知足恒温、恒湿和洁净的空气(空气粉尘含量<10 mg/m3)等要求;但对比较简易的凃装出产线，却很难保证恒温、恒湿和洁净的空气，使塗裝設備的工件达不到满足的塗裝設備效果，易使漆膜产生针(缩)孔、桔皮、颗粒等漆膜弊病.为了避免漆膜产生针孔和桔皮、首先应改善喷涂室内的温度和湿度，使喷涂室内的温度和湿度达到工艺要求;其次，应根据不同的温度和湿度调整施工涂料粘度和稀释剂的成分;一般在喷漆施工中必需将喷涂室的温度控制在35℃以下，湿度控制在80%以下。

噴塗設備的環境保護現狀解析

为了使塗裝設備出产线内的空气粉尘量得到有效控制，首先应改善出产线外的环境状况，将打磨、擦净工序与喷漆工序分开，避免打磨产生的粉尘进入出产线喷涂室或干燥(固化)炉,消除打磨灰尘对喷涂的影响;其次，应按期更换空气滤布，保证空气中的粉尘能有效除去。

近年来跟着环保要求的严格，水性涂料、高固体分涂料、粉末涂料等环保型涂料得到迅速发展。据报道，我国粉末涂料年产量已达6万t，仅次于美国、意大利和德国，跃居世界第4位。我国从80年代以来，已先后引进500多条粉末塗裝設備出产线、按当前状况来看，应该说基本已达到饱和。而如何加快粉末塗裝設備设备国产化已成为我国塗裝設備行业迫在眉睫的课题。

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