Is it my fault that the elves in my head are darkly tanned, with almond-shaped eyes and dark, wavy hair? Is it my fault that they are strong-jawed and oriental in appearance, with lush lips and large noses? Is it my fault that they are loud drunks and beautiful singers, rich altos and chocolate baritones, who dance to music that the ordinary human can't quite understand? That they have no concept of dignity, for they have no need of it, and so wear whatever the weather suggests and say whatever they wish? That they are not beautiful, never beautiful, but always striking, demanding a second look if they wish for one?
Take a look at this one.
My first creation solely made from the computer. No photos used, no photoreferences. Mouse in Photoshop.