I guess I started the same way everyone else here: dad and mom went to sleep together and then... Well, you surely know the rest of the story. After a few years (a few bunch of years), I grew up and became interested in creating art, besides just enjoying it.
And so, I started writing (only in Spanish, since I don't trust my English skills). Later, I started pencil drawing (those years in which you make awful sketches and you think you really know how to draw xD). Later, I started composing music without a single idea about music (I'm still learning by myself). And later, I entered college and my drawing skills improved (I'm not studying arts though xD).
And so, I entered deviant, where every crazy drawer with weird-sided brains can share their works.