2007 – 2009
Sahel
Mali & Niger
Famine early-warning systems, first radio show, first studio. It is here, in Bamako, that I am christened the Baobab Man.
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Roots
The baobab does not choose its ground. Its seed is carried far by the wind and the birds, until the day it takes root. Here are mine.
It all started at sixteen.
Born in the Cévennes, raised in Geneva, the baccalauréat in Martinique - three territories before twenty, then the backpack and the first departure. What followed was a life of two, then six: seven countries, four continents, four children born along the way. With every departure, something came undone and recomposed itself otherwise.
After all these years, do we still have roots? Where are we at home? An old Maasai elder, in Kenya, gave me the answer I still keep.
“ Home is where you are, now. ”
A Maasai elder · Kenya
The seed's journey
My roots
In each, the same threads were tied: development and research on one side, radio, studio, music and writing on the other. And to several - Laos, Myanmar, Kenya - I still return.
2007 – 2009
Mali & Niger
Famine early-warning systems, first radio show, first studio. It is here, in Bamako, that I am christened the Baobab Man.
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2009 – 2012
Grenada & Barbados
Red Cross project lead, climate-risk reduction. And the birth of Spice It Up: climate set to song.
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2012 – 2016
Vientiane
Intensive consultancy and PhD fieldwork on the effectiveness of development aid.
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2015 – 2019
Yangon
OneMap Myanmar: a national land-governance programme of CHF 12M. The thesis defended. The BBZU mobile studio built.
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2019 – 2022
Laikipia
Wyss Academy, building the East Africa hub. The novel comes out. I produce artists from the region.
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Since 2020
Current anchor
The Mélanzé hub, CREATES, music production, AgroVoiceS, ARTS, the second novel, the documentary with Thomas Grand.
Discover →I didn't transform these places. They transformed me.
I have never been a passing visitor. Everywhere the seed took hold I stayed long enough to build something that remains - a studio, a label, a research centre, friendships, projects that outlast any single mission. And to the places that shaped me most - Laos, Myanmar, Kenya, Senegal - I keep coming back. Roots, once set, are not the kind of thing you pack into a suitcase.
The baobab does not choose its ground either. Its seed travels, and one day, somewhere, it takes.