Welcome, my name is Steven, and I draw things.
Except for Inktober, I try to focus mostly on digital art here.
I basically draw whatever I feel like it.
My art can vary from:
detailed artworks to simple ones
original art to fan-art or studies serious subjects to silly/funny stuff
normal to unusual/weird/creepy
In short, expect everything and nothing.
Also, I make short comics featuring Steve, a character I created based on me.
I like to create characters and try to make up stories for each. Maybe one day I'll put all of them together and make a web-comic. Until then, I'll keep drawing things.
You can also find me here:
Cool demoness!
Thank you for the llama badge!
Thanks for the Llama Steven 🦙
Got a quite nice one 😁
He's so ugly, I love him! Charming fella he is ^^
Thanks for the llama 😍
I knew a llama once. At least I thought I knew him. I mean, how well can anyone really know anyone, much less a llama. With their air of mystery and thinly veiled contempt. It’s hard. But I digress.
His name was Kevin. But for reasons I will never understand, he would only ever answer to Albert. Identity issues aside, things started out okay. The usual introductory sniffing and sneezing went well, despite his allergies, but then things started going downhill during the ritual licking phase of the pleasantries. We pushed through. And had it not been for the spitting, we might have even been able to make it work, but alas, after just 3 seconds of bittersweet brotherhood, we finally decided to part ways. It’s kind of sad, when you think about it. Spitting seems like such an innocent thing to fight over, but he was pretty adamant that I should stop and that was just never going to happen. We might have overcome that issue, but Kevin, like all llamas, was very competitive. First came the stench competitions. Then it was belching contests. And lastly, a painstaking count to see which one was hairier. You can clearly see why our relationship was doomed. The poor fellow was a bit of a sore loser.
So he snuck out, taking with him a failed friendship, an obliviously optimistic dread of the future, and my sixth favorite toothbrush. Now that he is gone, I can honestly say, it's for the best. He was too much of a chick magnet anyway and who needs that poultry drama? ヽ(ಠ_ಠ)ノ
Full disclaimer, as Kevin’s official biographer, a position of which he blackmailed me into (don’t ask), I’ve been instructed to inform you about his ongoing series. The journey starts here with The Kevin Chronicles - Chapter 1, and this gallery contains the rest. You should check it out.
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And don't worry, they're pretty short.
No pressure though, only if you want.
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Made me blow a little air out of my nose
1st chapter got a few giggles out of me. I'll give the rest of them a read sometime. Such a random character; keep up the good work :)
That's all I can ask for.
Stop by anytime. We're always open. Nobody's home, but we're open nonetheless.