Joshua Sofaer (b. 1972 Cambridge, England) is an artist who is centrally concerned with modes of collaboration and participation.
Often with an irreverent use of humour, he plays with established forms of production, appropriating and reconfiguring the chat show, competition, lecture, or museum display.
He acts as curator, producer or director of a broad range of projects, including large-scale events, intimate performances, and publications.
After a BA in Drama & English at Bristol University, Joshua went on to complete an MA in Fine Art at Central Saint Martins College of Art & Design and was subsequently awarded a PhD from Dartington College of Arts.
Joshua was a winner of the 2009 Bank of America CREATE Art Award, and the first Artist Fellow on the 2010/11 Clore Leadership Programme.
People often ask me where I am from – or even worse say “What are you because you look Italian or Greek or something?” And I’ll say “Do you mean where was I born?” – and thinking they’re going to hear something ‘exotic’ they say “Yeah” and I’ll reply “Cambridge” in the poshest voice I can muster. And then they say “No, but originally”.
“Well” I say, “in 597 BCE Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon invaded Jerusalem. After sacking the city he brought the King and his officers back to Babylon. My forefathers were part of that Royal household.
So then my ancestors stayed in what became Persia, later Baghdad in Iraq. In 1877 my great-great-grandfather left Baghdad with his 10 year old son for Burma, as a kind of economic entrepreneur. Born in Rangoon my grandfather left Burma as a young teenager to live with relatives in Calcutta in India. That is where he met my grandmother who was also his first cousin once removed. Her father was born in Aleppo in Syria and I’m not entirely sure how he ended up in India. Anyway they came to the UK in the 1930’s, and my Dad was born in London.
That is on my father’s side.
My Mother’s side is a bit more complicated. They probably went to Eastern Europe some time in the fifteenth or sixteenth century from Germany where they had settled in the second half of the first millennium sometime. Anyway, her paternal grandfather was born in 1880 in Gashmanka a town somewhere in Russia, but moved to Dankera in the province of Kurland near Riga, in Latvia. He decided to emigrate to the USA for a better life, so he got on a boat to New York. When it docked on the Irish coast en route on the 22nd October 1904 he thought he was already there, so he got off.
I was born in Cambridge, but we moved to Edinburgh when I was one year old, and that was where I went to school.”
And when I’ve finished this brief introduction a common response will be, “Oh, but you don’t have a Scottish accent”.