The “ugly” works (not coined by me), also known as the Uglies (plural noun), were a pivotal moment for me in my art reorientation in the late 1990s when my work began to transition to be politically incorrect. Thematically, these works have nothing to do with political and social issues, but everything to do with the collapsing of society depicted in pessimistic, outsider-art, and darkly humorous manner. Pretty much all of these works were done habitually in the late 1990s. I couldn't wait to start the next one, because I was addicted to them. They were alleviating my stress after school and after work. They were not only a pivotal moment in my changing art, but in my changing life too. At that time I was transitioning from being a follower of the conventional ways of living – to abandoning it. Two fronts were closing on me and preventing me from having a normal life: my lack of having money and my lack of being loved by the women who I was attracted to. The Uglies were my escape from the lies that I had been promised by the phony American dream, and by the phony culture that had promised me to be loved by the women. I was becoming an outsider who was creating outsider art, and by doing it I was resisting my oppressive fronts.