An interesting little museum cum private gallery tucked away down a back street, in Bukhara, my kind of place. It was only a small room hung with a vast array of gorgeous mono and sepia photographs from earlier times. Sadly all behind glass which gave off reflections, together with a sign, you know the kind, no photography allowed.
Usually not one to bother with warning signs but when there is a big beefy guard with a stick sitting at a desk in such a small room I was kinda fucked.
There were prints of the photographs available to purchase from said man with a stick. Hmm no thank you.
They were brilliant snaps, no photoshop available in those days. The photographer was Shavkat Boltaev, a resident and professional photographer of Bukhara who lived from 1957-2022. The subject was people, mainly Bukharan jews and gypsies, going about their lives in the city.
Said man with a stick did allow me to take some snaps of the vintage cameras that were lying around though....free of charge. Whoop dee freakin' Doo
Apart from the Canon I must admit to not knowing any of the others.
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