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This is a great spot for late-night clubbing but my first stay here was also my last. I was aware that the after-hours club in the lobby was open til the early hours of the morning but didn't realize our room would be vibrating all night from the bass. We had to call several times to request toilet paper. Upon checkout I accidentally left behind a very expensive robe in the closet and upon calling several hours later and again the next day to ask about it, was told that nothing had been turned in. In all my travels this is the first time a personal item that got left behind was not returned. Not cool.

There really, truly is no place quite like the Artisan. Off-strip, it's a destination in and of itself.This is not a hotel for people who intend to sleep (which is a big compliment); it's a hotel for fun-seekers and partiers who are prepared to do so ALL NIGHT LONG! The art decor at the Artisan is beyond cool, and the dim lighting throughout the hotel adds an ambience of mysteriousness. The rooms are tastefully appointed and a hell of a bargain.The (top optional) pool is a terrific little scene, and the never-closed bar was handy 24 hours a day.We found the Artisan super sexy and can't wait to return!Thanks, Dillon (Hotel Manager) for a way-better-than-expected experience for our whole group. We'll be back soon!

A really engaging canvas art themed hotel for adults. The staff was very friendly, polite and accommodating. The lobby, lounge and rooms have a romantic atmosphere, which are dimly lit for effect. There is an after hours party Wed-Sat that rocks the lounge until 7AM. We requested a room away from the lounge on the 5th floor, and it was nice and quiet. The only disturbance at night was highway noise, but that was rare. You should be aware that the pool is top-optional and that the hotel welcomes gay and trans-gender. Valet parking is free, and you can self park across the street. If you're open minded you will enjoy this place.

Hotel needs to re-staffed especially management and housekeeping! When we checked in there was vomit throughout the lobby, staff was rude when we needed a room key reactivated, and I Was charged a $250 smoking fee twice due to having an empty pack of cigarettes in the trash. WORST PLACE EVER!!!!

A few years ago, I was stationed in Las Vegas and previously loved the Artisan for its atmosphere and thought it would be a great place to stay to get away from the noise of the big hotels. I had seen that since my departure they had turned their nice lounge into an After-Hours hot spot. What was not clearly conveyed was the fact that you should not expect to be able to actually sleep in your hotel room. To say the music was loud would not come close to the ear-splitting concert-level sound exploding from the club area. The music was so loud that we had to yell to the clerk at the desk, but she assured us that in our room on their top floor we shouldn't be able to hear it the music. We could hear it very clearly, but we were so exhausted that we were able to drift off anyway. About 1 a.m., they really got the music cranking and sleep (if you are sober) was not a possibility. I tossed and turned about an hour before I went to the front desk to talk to them about it. Tyras (the clerk) told me that they were well known for their After-Hours Party and that I should have expected it. I then spoke to the "operations manager" Mortine who was really nice but had no real authority. She offered to help find me another room if I wanted to leave, but due to it being Spring Break the cheapest she could find was $350. She was very sweet, but was not able to remedy the situation in any way. She told me she would send a message to Dillon (the main Manager) and inform him of the situation. She told me the party would end at 0700. At 0720, the "party" was still in full swing and I spoke to Tyras again who said it might last until 0900, but I could talk to the other managers Ashley or Dillon when they arrived at 0900. Since I have to depart for the airport in two hours, I resigned myself to a hot shower (loved the bathroom) and some coffee. I went back down to the lobby to speak with one of the managers, but only found a different clerk named Tara (who again was a manager, but had no real authority). She again e-mailed Dillon and subsequently informed me that he would not be available until the afternoon. I asked if I could speak to him over the phone since I would be on a flight this afternoon. She sent him a message, but he told her to get my information and he would call me. I asked why he couldn't authorize a refund or some kind of compensation to her, she didn't know. It has been two weeks, and I've yet to receive even the courtesy of some type of communication. If it had not been for the excessive decibel level of the party, the hotel is otherwise enjoyable enough. However, I usually get a room to sleep in, so if I can't sleep what is the point? Judging by the how well the party was hopping, they could probably limit the complaints and increase the profits by charging for rooms by the hour...the hotel is located in the right part of town for that.