“The past is behind, learn from it. The present is here, live it. The future is ahead, prepare for it.” 2016 mural and board-cut diamond (which is lit from behind at night) in Lord Street, replacing the old LPA mural which lasted from 1997 to 2015.
The main battles of the 36th (Ulster) Division (“XXXVI”) are listed – Somme, Thiepval, Messines, Ypres, Cambrai, Somme (1918), St. Quintin [St. Quentin], Lys, Courtrai – and those who died are commemorated on this new board. The main board is surrounded by smaller boards, part of the Poppy Trail, bearing the names, ages, addresses, ranks, and units of deceased soldiers. For example: William Lyttle, aged 18, 16 Tenth Street, 9th batt. Royal Irish Rifles, Rifleman 13044.
Update: info board added “Thousands of brave Shankill men marched down our road and off to war, over 1500 of them never returned, with over 150 losing their lives on the 1st day of July 1916.”
Voters go to the polls on March 2nd and among the candidates in East Belfast is Northern Ireland Conservative (web | Fb) Sheila Bodel. The party placard above in Grand Parade suggests that the peace process has been a “fleece process”.
Poppy Trail boards have been added below the 2013 Time Changes board commemorating the sacrifice of the 36th (Ulster) Division – in black-and-white on the left – and the Royal Irish Rifles – in colour on the right.
More from the 2017 campaign (see also Tapaıgh An Deıs), this time a Labour party (web | Fb) hoarding (this one for Courtney Robinson, standing in East Belfast), encouraging voters to “end the age of the dinosaurs” which has wrought “RHI scandal, NHS in crisis, LGBT and abortion rights denied, and sectarian squabbling” and vote for a “cross-community alternative”. The Ulster banner hangs from the light-pole.
In the folk tale, Cinderella gets her finery and glass slippers from a fairy godmother. Belfast folk must instead rely on The Glass Slipper, a dancewear shop in east Belfast specialising in ballet shoes and clothing.
Of his famous painting, Edvard Munch said “I stopped and looked out over the fjord — the sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red. I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. I painted this picture, painted the clouds as actual blood. The color shrieked. This became The Scream.” (WP) Above: A Belfast yell with clouds of “peace” line green.