Devil at the Crossroads
This is my interpretation of the devil from the legend of Robert Johnson. I imagined Robert Johnson at the crossroads, standing across from a towering man dressed in a white suit looking down at him from a skull dripping with blood, seeming to have his own blue light source. Robert Johnson heard him speak clearly, but his mouth never opened and his teeth were fused together.
I sculpted this out of monster clay and cast it in resin, then painted it and used clear resin for the blood and flesh.
I sculpted this out of monster clay and cast it in resin, then painted it and used clear resin for the blood and flesh.
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