There are places where the world’s pulse momentarily falter and time is suspended between what has been and what will come. These are the liminal spaces, thresholds where part of our existence slips away and the possibilities of what comes next remain unspoken. Yet, unlike the stark, empty voids often portrayed in internet aesthetics, liminality — for me — is most often not about isolation or eerie abandonment. It is the space of transition, of becoming, of stepping into the in-between that shapes the contours of who we are.
My understanding of liminality began in Istanbul, a city so dense with history, geography, and the layered traces of its past that its every corner seemed to hold a silent narrative of passage. Here, I found the spaces where the living and the dead coexist, where cultures and religions collide and blend, and where the flow of time feels more like a current than a line. In the city’s fragmented palimpsests — its ancient mosques and bazaars, its shadowed alleys and seemingly omnipresent cemeteries — I encountered thresholds that weren’t just places, but states of being each suspended between past and present, East and West. In these intersections, I saw not just ruins or empty corridors, but spaces of passage — places where lives are transformed, both collectively and personally.
As time passed, I began to see that liminality wasn’t bound to a single city, nor to a particular moment. It was a quiet companion, present in unexpected places — between countries, between the worlds of sleep and wakefulness, between identities and most importantly between birth and death. These in-between spaces are reflections of the human condition itself: moments of flux, of becoming, of shedding and growing.
Through Urbs Liminalis, I explore the interstitial, the passages — real and imagined — that stretch between the known and the unknown. Here, I offer more than just stories; I offer journeys — small, often unseen voyages inspired by places that exist as much in our consciousness as they do in the world. These places are not just physical locations; they are the points where past and future meet, where memory and desire intermingle. Traveling through them is an act of transformation, an invitation to reconsider what it means to move, to change, to exist in transition.
The blog weaves together fictional narratives, personal reflections, and lyrical itineraries, connecting the microcosms of individual experiences to the larger, shared pulse of the world. It is, in a sense, a strange travel blog — but one where the destination is not the goal.
Here, every threshold crossed is a story, and every story is a place waiting to be discovered.
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