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Tuesday, 23 December 2014

Days of Kazakhstan in Paris


The attention of tens of thousands of visitors was drawn by a large village located in the center of the city.

Three large decorated yurts, steppe swings, songs played on ancient instruments of indigenous Turkic peoples, dances created the colors of the life of nomads of the steppe. This event brought together not only the French Kazakh diaspora but also French, Parisian, tourists among whom were Germans, British, Japanese, Korean, Spanish and others. Everyone came to learn about the daily life of the nomads, and with the very unique construction of the architecture of the yurt, its exterior and interior:

The first yurt was an exhibition and sale of traditional art products - gifts in pure wool, embroidered felt hats, leather boxes with decorative embossing, very beautiful handbags - everything was in great demand among the visitors.
In the second yurt, the organizers presented beautiful clothes of Kazakh nomads - embroidered velvet dresses with gold thread, richly decorated headdresses and other art items of gold embroidery. The lovely and very welcoming lady of this yurt spoke about the daily life of nomads. All the information was explained in Kazakh, Russian, English, French, German, and even Hebrew. The men watched with great interest the old weapons of nomads, while women were interested in the operation of the old churn, in leather goods, in the "torsyks" - a device for producing the famous "koumis" – a drink, which has many therapeutic qualities, manufactured and consumed by the nomads for ages.
In the third yurt, the ancient and original art of embroidery and weaving have been demonstrated. Jewelers and potters also presented their skills.
To see how to build a yurt, the visitors went on long queues.
Then, a concert tour has begun with singing, dancing, play of different folk instruments of Kazakhs.



This rich arts festival of one of the most ancient peoples of the world was prolonged by documentary films about Kazakhstan, conferences, broadcasts and Kazakh cartoons for children. Well, for one night, Parisians filled the great hall of the City Theater to hear a concert of traditional musicians of Kazakhstan. The concert was built in the spirit of the old popular philosophy of Turkish nomads. On the stage there was nothing more than an oasis illuminated by day light. On this stage the beautiful richly dressed musicians, one after another, were showing their exclusive competences of playing, like in the good old days. Serzhan Shakratov was playing on the dombra, different types of kobyz were presented by Raushan Urazbayeva and the meditative dombra play was perforemed by Abdulhamit Rakhimbergenov. The play of dombra by Zhangali Zhuzbaeva and the astonishing sounds of the sybyzgy (shor, Kurai) of Talgat Mukushev gave an incredible impression on listeners.

Finally, Ulzhan Baybusinova sang with her very unique guttural voice. This voice resounded with a very particular pressure, breaking all barriers of misunderstanding, carrying, forcing to think deeply. The audience did not let the musicians go, and people were always cheering, singing with Ulzhan withall their heart.