I’ve never seen anything as polarising as the ugly aesthetic in art. Some people love it, others don’t – it hardly elicits a non-reaction. I can specifically recall that day in art school when looking at Willem de Kooning works filled me with so much ire. But eventually I got to thinking, what is good art anyway? Such is Izzad Radzali Shah’s brazenness in sticking to his guns. In a society driven mad by perfection, painting ugly things is downright rebellious and that alone deserves a second glance if not self-reflection.