A Love Letter to Deep Ellum

Dear Deep Ellum,

As I strolled around Dallas, Texas just hoping to take in some of the local sites (and having done uncharacteristically little research prior to my trip) I was surprised and delighted to stumble upon your dreamy, colourful neighbourhood.

The quiet mid-afternoon streets provided the perfect opportunity to snap a handful of images that I’ve been wistfully scrolling and re-scrolling through ever since. The combination of brightly coloured business signs with amazing murals painted across every wall elevated even the most pedestrian parking-long (how’s that for a paradox) into something from a Roal Dahl universe.

It made me wonder why every other town doesn’t push their business owners to be as creative as the ones I passed in Deep Ellum. I would love to see more craft breweries incorporate…apocalyptic fantasy tanks…like the one outside BrainDead Brewing. (Not to mention the excellent art displayed within BrainDead as well.

Deep Ellum, weird and wonderfully so, welcomes the Instagram contingent with open arms.

And the cat wall?

As if that weren’t enough to convince someone that this gem of a neighbourhood is a pure fantasy world, let’s talk about the cotton candy sunset.

Deep Ellum Street Sign

I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I was totally freaked out by the flocks of blackbirds (I think?) that were covering each and every powerline…but one thing is for certain…

Deep Ellum Birds on a WireThis is one neighbourhood that certainly isn’t for the birds. (But it actually is because LOOK AT ALL THE BIRDS!)




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