Collection 04 / 04 · 4 works
Melting Art
Energy is required to change the phase of a substance; significant energy is required to break the cohesive bonds between molecules. During the phase change, energy may be added or subtracted. King Ibby “KI” is the original name of the planet earth and also life force energy that flows in your body and through every living entity.
The King has created these one-of-a-kind pieces to bring the NFT owner a life filled with vitality and health, assisting the NFT owner to balance their KI while living a youthful, energized, happy and full life.

Tissue Box
In the dream inside the dream, the heat comes on and solid things remember they were once liquid. A tissue box softens into a five-pointed star, its chrome skin bending like warm wax, and the tissue rising from the top becomes a pale flame, or a ghost, or a breath leaving the body. Tissues are for tears, and here the tears have turned to spirit. That is the meaning: sorrow, given enough energy, changes phase. It doesn’t vanish. It rises. What you cry out today becomes tomorrow’s sky.

Cube of Glory #2
A cube, the most stubborn shape there is: six faces, twelve edges, every corner a right angle, a puzzle you are supposed to solve. But the teal top is swirling into red, the golden grid is slumping, the corners are going soft. The cube is giving up on being solved. In the dream I understand that this is the glory: not winning the puzzle but melting into it. The pastel cloud around it is the space that opens when you stop forcing life into squares. Let the edges go. Your KI flows better without corners.

Vitamin Bottle
A small brown bottle with a green cap, the humblest thing in the medicine cabinet, standing upright like a candle. But the cap is flowing upward like a flame or a sprouting leaf, and the label has melted into a blank silver mirror. I lean in and see my own face. The dream laughs gently: the vitality you have been buying in little bottles was inside you all along. Health is not a pill; it is a phase change. Add sunlight, add movement, add love, and you melt from tired into alive.

The Pineapple
The pineapple, old symbol of welcome, the fruit sailors carried home to say I made it back. Here it floats in a white cloud, its crown swirling like green fire, its golden body whole while everything around it turns to mist. Of the four pieces it is the only one rising instead of melting: sublimation, solid straight to air, skipping the puddle entirely. That is the highest state of KI, sweet and prickly and welcoming and so light it floats. Welcome home, says the cloud.
