Actual Email
So there is a picture attached.
And I'm placing it down here.
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but I don't feel good about it because you guys are going to think I'm making this up. Because I once blogged about a corpse I bought in Chinatown.
But I assure you...this one's totally legit.
And not for the faint of heart.
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Here it is.
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Now I know we've got some knowledgeable art people out there.
Any takers?
Ha! Why would this guy think that his painting would be worth the same or more as a room in your hotel for 6 nights? I do like the fact however that she has no eyes just empty sockets. Can I make the same assumtion if I sketch my husbands penis and balls that I can stay in a hotel in NY for free? Because I was just telling him how I wanted to visit...if that is all I had to do then I will break out the charcoal and canvas...
Posted by: Angela | December 7, 2006 09:09 AM
This is absolutely real...honest to god. He showed it to me (the email). Unless he wrote and painted it himself. hmmmm, ken. why do you want to surprise me this way?
Posted by: Deanna | December 7, 2006 09:13 AM
Brilliant. Write him back and tell him he can also have a website in exchange. Hahahaha. Jaysus.
You're totally making this up. ;)
Posted by: Kate | December 7, 2006 09:40 AM
I love NY!
Posted by: Blake | December 7, 2006 01:14 PM
Well, what I must know is, what is The Library Hotel going to do about his "offer"?
What a twit (or should I say "twat"?)
Posted by: Blake | December 7, 2006 01:20 PM
viewing this photo can only be followed by a trip to www.labiacosmetic.com . Check out the photo gallery.
Posted by: Tijuana | December 7, 2006 04:02 PM
Are you familiar with the phenomenon of the prank letter?
I think somebody is fucking with you. Actually, I pray someone is just fucking with you. It would make me feel a lot better all the way 'round.
http://www.amazon.com/Letters-Nut-Ted-L-Nancy/dp/0380973545/sr=8-1/qid=1165643981/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-5281714-6398315?ie=UTF8&s=books
Posted by: Jim | December 8, 2006 10:05 PM
hahahahaha,
Jim.
He's booked a room at our hotel for January.
And no we are not accepting his porn by numbers as payment.
So if it's a prank- he's taken it far enough to give us a credit card number.
Posted by: Ken | December 8, 2006 10:12 PM
Bam. That's what I'm talkin' 'bout bitch.
Posted by: Jody | December 8, 2006 11:30 PM
Ken, can you post that credit card number...I want to write a poem about it.
Posted by: Jody | December 8, 2006 11:53 PM
Dear Mr. XXXXXXX,
Thank you for your interest and kind remarks regarding the XXXXXX Hotel. We are delighted to hear that you are considering our Hotel as a place to stay during your upcoming visit to New York City. Please feel free to contact us with any questions or any arrangements we can assist you with.
Moreover, we would like to extend assistance to you with surprising your travel companion by having your painting available in the room upon check-in. However, we regret to inform you that we are unable to accept your offer of the painting for a stay at the hotel on a gratis basis. Each year we get many offers of books and paintings to be used in our hotel to display or promote. All books, painting and interior décor are carefully selected by the owners of the hotel and our interior design company. Nevertheless, if you would still like to have the painting displayed in your room upon arrival, please let us know & we will gladly help facilitate your surprise.
Mr. XXXXX, we look forward to the opportunity to serve you, and please let us know how we may assist you in making your trip to New York a memorable one.
Happy Holidays!!
XXXXX XXXXXXXXXX
Sales
XXXXXX Hotel
Posted by: Ken | December 9, 2006 09:03 AM
Maybe it's not a prank letter...! But wow, it certainly is a good idea for one. I have a friend who actually does that sort of thing; I'll have to recommend it to him.
Posted by: Jim | December 9, 2006 12:25 PM
Nice return letter.
Posted by: Blake | December 13, 2006 07:53 AM
That is phenomenal...
Posted by: Neil | December 19, 2006 06:19 AM
By the way- this guy is totally in the hotel tonight. I saw the name on the display when I answered the phone this afternoon. A woman's voice on the other end. I didn't see them but I could hear her dead eyes.
Posted by: Ken | January 23, 2007 07:51 PM