Here's a piece based on the whole crossroads myth of Robert Johnson.
Since there are only two known photographs of him in his early career I tried to imagine what he would look like if he were still walk'n the earth today as a souless tortured ghost of a being.
I'll include the pencil, the tonal (before I go to colour) the final and a detail
of the piece.
Pencilled by hand, scanned and painted in Photoshop (16 by 20 inches)
Hope you like.