Showing posts with label Jizzakh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jizzakh. Show all posts

Monday, 19 January 2026

Hamid And Zulfiya Olimjon Museum In Jizzakh, Uzbekistan

Jizzakh is home to a powerhouse couple of Uzbek writing and poetry, Hamid and Zulfiya Olimjon. Hamid is a biggie of modern, Soviet era literature. Tragically, he died in a car accident when he was 34 years old. His wife, Zulfiya, was a writer and editor and she lived long enough to see Uzbekistan's independence. Jizzakh now has a museum dedicated to their lives.

Exterior, replicating the iconic, Silk Road era madrasa architecture.

The main gallery, a little short on enticing stuff. Book writing doesn't leave a lot behind for a blockbuster museum show. Hamid portrait. And radiator.

Books and a few personal effects. And another radiator.

Your Portrait Here. You've arrived when they put you on a vase. Gathering everything. Suzani quilt, dutor instrument, a koran, decorative plates and adorable boy painting.

Picnic preaching. Loving the cotton bale seating arrangement, a Central Asian version of the classic cowboy campfire setup in old Hollywood movies.

Wednesday, 14 January 2026

Hopping Aboard The Sharof Rashidov Train

Maybe the highlight at the Sharof Rashidovich Rashidov Museum in Jizzakh, Uzbekistan is a curious train car out back. It's Rashidov's own rolling party bus, a way to get around in luxury and comfort. A quick tour inside gives a good impression of how to travel in First Secretary style.

The train car. What can green do for you?

Support staff. Burly bodyguards and naughty nurses. You never know what you'll need.

The kitchen, cooking with gas. And a cute record player. Suck it, bluetooth.

Support staff bunking. Four beds, one radio, true diplomacy in station selection. Conductor bed, bright uniform.

Dining, meeting room. TV for boredom reduction. "These five year plan reports are putting me to sleep, can't we watch the latest episode of Tashkent Vice?"

Monday, 12 January 2026

The Sharof Rashidovich Rashidov Museum In Jizzakh, Uzbekistan

Kind of a Presidential library without all those dusty books. Rashidov was the long serving First Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Uzbekistan from 1959 until his death in 1983. He balanced the development of his home country with appeasing the big bosses in Moscow. Lots of triumphs and a cotton scandal in the biography.

Jizzakh, Rashidov's hometown, has a museum for their favorite comrade son. Not much depth on display, more like honorary gifts. The legend lives.

Big, one room gallery. Photos, swag, repeat.

Powerful painting. Rashidov in casual medal Monday, overlooking the metropolis of Tashkent. The Tashkent Metro is open! In Uzbekistan, anyone and anything important gets a commemorative orange vase. Well earned; the metro is lovely.

The gift that, thankfully, does not keep giving. A taxidermy crocodile from a dictator pal, Fidel Castro.

Space age stuff is cool, especially during its hip, 1950s-1970s heyday. Another vase and some heavy paperweights. Lots to hold down.

Picking cotton with the boys. Evidently, not enough cotton was actually picked. The scandal unfolded as a scheme to try and meet Moscow quotas. Cotton counts were inflated, environmental disasters implemented, and Rashidov's family pocketed proceeds.

Wednesday, 7 January 2026

Great Monuments In Jizzakh, Uzbekistan

Jizzakh is a smallish city in Uzbekistan and it has a small number of monuments. Gotta show off the hometown greats, right?

Here's Sharof Rashidov, First Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Uzbekistan from 1959 until his death in 1983. Big term, big, gold statue.

Here's a small, random red fox, maybe president of a primary school in 2024. Back to important folks, here's famous writer and poet, Hamid Olimjon and his wife, Zulfiya, a writer in her own right. "Hamid, you've read it to me 10 times now, send it to your editor!"

The biggie monument in Jizzakh, placed on the top of a hill. Say hello to the mighty, mystical hero bird, Humo. Please fix that missing tile.

Humo is great to photograph, lots of good, weird, abstract angles. That bird flies. Another unimportant primary school animal. Monuments come in all shapes and sizes. Hello, sitting Bambi. And big mushroom.

Ahem, back to Rashidov, looking all powerful.