I held my heart in my hands for 10 minutes while the cameras captured the event from every angle. The cameras filmed the event from every angle and fibre-cams were inserted into my chest cavity to capture the stretched blood vessels that kept my heart connected to my body.
Gently I pressed the first of three surgical steel disks onto the exposed muscle. The specially prepared superglue made it adhere to the surface immediately, quickly I added the other two, each inscribed with the time and day of this momentous occasion.
The surgeon moved in to aid me in reinserting my heart into the chest cavity, her eyes bored into mine – I could feel her anger. She felt that this was a waste of valuable operating time and a misuse of medical technology. It was a pity that she had no appreciation of art and the boundaries that today I had single-handedly extended.
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