Sculptor Daniel Edwards has released a neon-pink vinyl sculpture of Suleman looking like an octopus and cradling eight babies. Actually, they look more like eight disjointed baby heads, just to maximize the freak factor. The best part: You can own your own copy for just $199! The limited edition is being sold by art dealer Guy Hepner Contemporary.

Edwards does this whenever there's a woman (or occasionally a man) who makes the news in a splashy way. His mostly terrifying sculpture of Britney Spears giving birth to her first son, Sean Preston, on a bearskin rug made news in 2006 for its, um, anatomically correct presentation. He's also done a sculpture of Paris Hilton's fictional autopsy (complete with removable organs and, for some reason I haven't sorted out, twin fetuses), and a bronze of Suri Cruise's first poop.

The artist frequently shares his thoughts about his own work, which I'm sure someone, somewhere, takes seriously. (On the octuplets sculpture, called String of Babies, he said, "I think the world is in desperate need of a maternal figure who is exclusively devoted to being a mother. There is something almost religious and pure about [Nadya] in that way.")

No matter the intention, one thing is clear: All of the sculptures focus on subjects who've been at the center of media frenzy, and Edwards has hyper-sexualized or further exploited them all. This leaves us begging the question: Does Edwards have weird issues with sex, women, motherhood and fame? Or do we?

Laura Motta
Producer, Momtourage