I was having a conversation with an old friend the other day about how you can replace the word “art” with “music” as a way to more easily wrap your head around art criticism. A nice little landscape painting might be too mainstream for some tastes in the same way that, say, a punk rock kid might want more screaming discord in his music than whatever’s on the radio. It’s an imperfect analogy, but for some reason the fact that people have different tastes in music is often easier to swallow than their different tastes in art. It’s also a great reminder that taste is, ultimately, totally subjective. So when I say the work Emily Clayton and Nina Mayer have up at Brick Factory right now is blow-your-mind good, you have to understand that I mean I love it, that it resonates at the same frequency as I do — and that has everything to do with my personal taste. Both artists moved to Nashville from Chicago — Clayton works out of a studio in the Chestnut Square building (alongside Chris Roberson, another fantastic and underexposed local talent), and Mayer has been working out of a train car-cum-studio behind Cummins Station since April. Look for more about these on our art and culture blog, Country Life.