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/ ARTIST / 2025

BKKIF Artist  
ARTIST: STRXNDEDBOY
COUNTRY: Indonesia
EMAIL: stranded.land@gmail.com
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https://www.instagram.com/strxndedboy/
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STRXNDEDBOY is the pseudonym of Satrio Rizky W. (b. 1996), a Jakarta (Indonesia)-based illustrator. His work is rooted in raw emotion and unfiltered feeling, wrapped in stylish visuals that balance vulnerability with edge. Through fragmented illustrations and words drawn from past conversations, his art becomes a dialogue—to find beauty in bleakness.

STRXNDEDBOY PHASE 2.0

If denial is a river, let me drown in it—swim in it—break the current and make my own waves.

Dystopian Lovers vol. 02

In this calamity, the world may explode, the economy may crash, everything may fall—but most importantly, I fall for you, as you are a cutie in this calamity.

Funny, the Waves Are Also Coming from You

We met on the beach that day. I watched the waves by the ocean—and a wave from you.
I can still see the ocean’s waves to this day, but funnily enough, your wave is still clearer.

STRXNDEDBOY 01

These hands are bleeding holding the roses for you—nothing compared to the bleeding inside.

STRXNDEDGIRL 01

Born just in time to witness the economy crash all the while spending my savings on matcha and collecting cute toys.

The Car Stopped But We Already Crashed.

Going 0 km/h on the road, yet we're crashing harder than the meteorite that killed the dinosaurs.

ICARUS BOY

Once, I flew too high into you, and now I burn up in your atmosphere.

Let’s Pretend There’s No Yesterday

I hold onto the keychain for the sake of us, though I’ve lost the key to unlock what could’ve been of us.

It’s not me, dear- it’s you, your ego

Years after someone is gone, their fragments
remain—shards that linger and still cut deep.
But when it happens, is it really them… or just your mind playing tricks on you?

The Ego Boy

Once more, your ego spilled over, burst loud, and wrecked it all again.

BKKIF ARTIST SPECIAL

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PHASE_02 [THE BECOMING]: THEY ARE NOT ANGELS, THEY ARE ICARUS

What’s so good about angels, anyway?
Made to obey, made to be holy.
Icarus? He’s us — all of us.
A nobody, striving to be something greater.
Even if we’re bound to burn, we keep trying anyway.
Isn’t that romantic?

DYSTOPIAN LOVERS // VOL. 04B [ADAM&LILITH]

The World Is So Grotesque (In a World Where I Can’t Reach You)