Who

Antonius Wiriadjaja was born in Jakarta, raised in Boston and currently lives and works in New York.

Below are excerpts of his published work, primarily as proof to acquaintances that he has done a little more in life than write literary porn.

Contributions to THEME Magazine

Blog and print contributions to THEME Magazine

Issue 19, A Day in the Life Jun Nguyen-Hatsushiba is On the Run.
Video Artist Jun Nguyen-Hatsushiba is simulating the flight of the displaced by running 12,756.3 km, the diameter of Earth.

December 16, 2008 Nintendo Classic…Books?
The 100 Classic Book Collection on the Nintendo DS

November 13, 2008 Super Obama World
Guess who’s got his own videogame.

November 13, 2008 Upcoming Keith Haring exhibit
Deitch Studios to exhibit Keith Haring’s The Ten Commandments for the first time in the U.S.

November 13, 2008 Takashi Murakami teaming up again with Louis Vuitton
LV 5th Ave store gets wrapped.

November 4, 2008 Experiencing the Great Firewall of China
A Firefox extension lets users surf the net as if they were behind China’s Great Firewall. Um…why?

TXTS ON THE TRAIN

First Published in Opiummagazine.com

We are hostages on the express. ‘I may not love you,’ he preached, ‘but I won’t let you go to hell. Trust me. I went from crack to jesus.’ 12:46 AM October 17, 2007

Morning Librations

First Published in Monkeybicycle Issue 5

Mary woke up this morning to the sight of her pink textured vibrator melting in the sun.

Women Only

First Published in BSRM Magazine Volume 1 Issue 2 ‘Gender’

Women Only

Local drag queen Frieda Fries (Jake Tinsley) stands before a women’s bathroom that she and her fellow performers use as a dressing room.

Trace of Blue

First Published in The Reader, Spring ‘04

“Ma?” I asked. “Yes.” “Doctor say pull down panties.” I pulled back uncomfortably in my chair, watching the silhouette of my mother on the examining bed as another figure approached her.

Race? What Race?

by Malia Politzer and Antonius Wiriadjaja

First Published in Living Now vol. III, Issue 2

“Is there racism on campus?” Malia asked. Her voice trailed off near the end. She was trying to speak over the music, but not loud enough for anyone else to hear.