Liminal Hotel

Floors upon floors of empty corridors, incongruent spaces stacked on narrow, wide, long rooms. Warehouses. Strange windows. This is an hotel. Collective and dissonant. Timeless, in a labyrinth of non-existence. Open the Door, what do you see? You enter a house, Is it your house? You are not sure. You peek behind another door. Childish dolls, blurry shapes, strange entities you saw in your dreams suddenly appear.

This zine is a collection of non-places, a hotel hosting the weird; the horror; the uncanny.

Behind this threshold you will explore strange happenings and distorted scenarios through the eyes of non-binary folks & queer creatures.

Ready to get lost in the backrooms? 

This project features 33 diffrent artists