Il bambolotto mega tatuato è l'ultima iper-realistica e provocatoria realizzazione dell'artista Jason Clay Lewis.
L'opera è ispirata al recente disastro petrolifero nel Golfo del Messico.
Il suo nome "Drill Baby" è un più che esplicito riferimento allo slogan repubblicano " Drill Baby, Drill" a favore della perforazione per l'estrazione del petrolio, coniato per la campagna del 2008.
Sul corpo della bambola , realizzato in gomma vinilica, gesso e pittura a olio, sono tatuati gabbiani e pellicani vittime della marea nera insieme a iconografie classiche rivisitate come una carpa che nuota in acque nere e una Madonna con in mano una pompa di benzina.
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