I watch movies and I count the number of women, because our stories don’t matter.”The men who thought of coming to this event and decided against it (if they exist) are missing out. The kind of women you imagine you might bump into at an art gallery.Katie Neal, a petite blond, found the event through a popular South Bay events website.She tries again, speaking slowly this time, “Would you like to draw?”The man pauses, gathering his wits about him like a protective blanket.
He appears taken off guard by the abundance of women at tables drawing each other, and he turns to look at the art on the wall, as if that is what he’s here for on a Friday night past 8 p.m.“There’s a guy!I didn’t realize that the men out there aren’t good men — those are staying in their marriages.”Solomon is a performance artist, but she says she doesn’t meet a lot of single men in art circles.“I think they’re just there to buy art,” she says.As she finishes her thought, a distinguished-looking man walks into the museum.The plan was to have the guests sit at a long table and draw one another’s portraits. All the men, the women joke, are across the street at Rock & Brews.Each portrait would take about eight minutes before people switched partners. With rows of massive TV screens, more than 100 craft beers and a rock-themed beer garden, the restaurant is a bit of a macho magnet.