Finally, a house museum dedicated to someone other than a broody writer. Swing it, baby! Tamara Khanum was a famous dancer, daring to frolic on stage without donning the traditional, body covering robe, a paranja. The Madonna of Uzbekistan in the 1920s.
The main room of the house museum, now a hall of fame for her various costumes.
Many portraits are at the museum, each one more flattering than the last. Khanum could strike a pose. The music section.
Her dining room, pulling back the curtain from the fantasy of the costumes in the other part of the museum. Cute.
ID cards. One is always a Comrade. The top one is for being in the theater union. The bottom ID is her employee card while working at the ministry of health back in the 1970s. Another portrait, now a Grande Dame.
The sure sign of making it in Uzbekistan: your likeness on a plate.
No comments:
Post a Comment