Wiktionary
n. A circular wound or hole caused by a firearm.
WordNet
n. a hole made by a bullet passing through it
Wikipedia
Bullet Hole is the title of a 1988 artwork by British artist Mat Collishaw. Despite the title, the work is a reproduction of an ice pick wound to the head, appropriated from a pathology manual and blown up over an interlocking grid of fifteen separate framed images that make up one single work. It first went on show in the Exhibition Freeze, organized by Damien Hirst.
The work has become synonymous with the perceived ethos of the YBA art scene, in particular the reuse of imagery that is seemingly repulsive or shocking.
The photographs were described by Ian Jeffrey, in a catalogue essay for the Freeze exhibition as a "freeze-frame" and hence prompted the title of that exhibition.
The artwork is now in the collection of David Walsh and on display at the Museum of Old and New Art in Hobart, Tasmania.
Usage examples of "bullet hole".
Vollmer examine the shirt, and he would have seen the bullet hole down on the left side, in back?
There was a bullet hole over her right eye, and her brains splashed the bulkhead behind her.
Initial impression is a small-caliber bullet hole in both victims.
I made sure of that by taking the hand which had a bullet hole through the palm and squeezing it hard.
Do you think I don't notice when you put yourself between me and other people, so if anyone shoots at me, you'll be the one with the bullet hole?
The company banner stood beside it, the words CASTALIA INVINCIBLES picked out in red silk on a blue ground, pierced by more than one bullet hole.
We were supposed to go over every inch of these two items and, when we found something that looked like it might be a bullet hole, use the medical probe to see if there was in fact a metal object lodged inside.
The flies swarmed joyously into the mouth of the wound, and she lifted her head and snapped at them, and then mewing softly at the agony that movement had caused, she began to lick the bullet hole carefully, the long tongue rasping roughly against her hide, curling pink and dextrous as it cleansed the fresh little trickle of watery blood that had sprung from it.
He shivered and his hand strayed to the small round bullet hole just below his heart.