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(What You’ll Find) On the Way to Becoming is not a play that explains itself. It creates a shared space and observes what happens when people are trusted to arrive on their own terms. Participation is invited, never required. Stillness is as valid as movement. What unfolds is not spectacle, but attention — collective, unranked, and quietly transformative.

I did not attend Professor Greta Patzke ’s recent lecture on artificial photosynthesis  as a scientist. My presence in the room was that of a systems thinker — someone who moves between disciplines, between art and analysis, between the symbolic and the structural. The title — Welche Zukunftsfragen löst die künstliche Photosynthese?  — translated to Which future questions does artificial photosynthesis solve?  But what it really asked, at least to me, was something deeper: wh

It was not an academic seminar, nor a corporate showcase, but something in between: a dialogue between entrepreneurs, financiers, policymakers, and diaspora leaders about what it really takes to build self-determined futures.

To go beyond the frame is to recognize that the power of storytelling lies not only in what is shown, but in what is left unsaid — in the silences that demand to be heard.

Adaku. In Igbo, it means “first daughter.” In Zürich this week, it means something else too: a gathering, an experiment, a pop-up that insists food is never just food. When Naomi Adaku Biaduo said the word to me, it felt less like a brand than a confession — rushed but intentional, unprepared yet honest. Adaku is her second name, but also her claim: the first-born of a vision years in the making. From a sold-out cookbook in 2017, co-created w/chefs across West Africa, to Uch

Thabiso’s work is not just art — it is lineage, memory, and the future of Zurich’s cultural fabric. His grandmother’s painted walls carried the geometry Europe later claimed as “modernism.” His canvases today carry those invisible legacies forward, while Botaki Factory, housed in a UBS building at Albisriederplatz, transforms unutilised space into a living gallery month after month.

Charles-Philippe Jean-Pierre brings memory, soft power, and presence to Basel Captured Zeitgeist by Tallulah Patricia Bär What makes one...

In a global art economy defined by metadata—artist bios, national origin, trauma narratives, funding brackets—what happens when someone proposes stripping all of that away?

When The Bishop Gallery touched down in Basel for its debut at VOLTA Art Fair 2025, it was not merely a new pin on the map—it was a...

This wasn’t a performance. It was a soft intervention and the creation of a collective energy leveling field.

That’s how the inaugural edition of Artistic Conversations • began—hosted inside The Artistic, the cultural wing of Zurich’s most future-forward co-working space, HeadsQuarter. No panels, no hierarchy, no pretense. Just a collective container for conversation—for artists, producers, musicians, curators, thinkers, and those who build culture with their hands and hearts.

Markets have histories. Aesthetics have power. And geopolitics are embedded in the movement of objects, people, and narratives—whether explicitly declared or subtly encoded.

By Tallulah Patricia Bär It was during a brief interlude at the inaugural Europe-Asia Economic Summit in Davos—a summit I’ve had the...

Michael had read Sticker Diplomacy — the piece I wrote after first stumbling into Lim’s gallery — and reached out. We’d been in touch that week. And now, he simply showed up. No fanfare. No expectations. Just presence. His work hung behind us. Funnily enough — so did his testicles.

Singapore sells the future, but Mr. Lim archives the resistance. In a second-floor room above a nondescript street, I met a man who has spent years collecting the kinds of stories most cities erase. Cancer survivor. Ad executive turned archivist. Now clinically blind, Mr. Lim doesn’t just show you his art—he narrates it, piece by piece, like sacred memory... Two Humans from two Different Cities.

With AfroSwiss Love and Admiration, by Tallulah Patricia Bär Morning Coffee at my HeadsQuarter Office in Zurich, April 2025 Zurich loves...

With Love, Respect and in Admiration, by Tallulah Patricia Bär We weren’t on a panel. We weren’t pitching, performing, or proving. We...

When I accepted the invitation to the Room to Read Roundtable in Zurich, I didn’t overthink it. I was simply and honestly curious. I’m...

It was a Monday morning like any other—until it wasn’t. I was about to head out to work on usual project stuff and had barely started my...

I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve, yet for some, this openness is labeled "cringe." It’s funny, isn’t it? The way vulnerability,...