Jimmy Crosthwait's Zen Clocks are among his artwork featured at this year's WinterArts show (Credit: Michael Donahue)

You might call Jimmy Crosthwaitโ€™s art work โ€œZen and the WinterArts of Motorcycle Maintenance.โ€

Crosthwait is among the 43 artists taking part in this yearโ€™s WinterArts show, which runs through December 24th at 870 South White Station in the old Bed Bath & Beyond store. 

The iconic artist with his trademark gray mustache, goatee, and below-shoulder-length hair is featuring his Zen Clocks, Zen Chimes, and candlestick sculptures in the show.

People know Crosthwait as a puppeteer, artist, and musician. โ€œSome know me as all three,โ€ he says. โ€œI donโ€™t do puppets anymore. I still play music with Sons of Mudboy.โ€

And he most definitely still does art.

First, the Zen Clocks.

โ€œWell, they essentially look like clocks in that theyโ€™re round and have a pendulum, but there are no hands,โ€ Crosthwait says. โ€œI kind of got the idea from either an H.L. Mencken quote or somebody like that when he said, โ€˜My grandfather had a watch with three hands. One to count the hours, one to count the minutes, and one that never moved for the eternity of his indifference.โ€™โ€

His Zen Clocks โ€œdonโ€™t have hands or moving parts. Like my Zen Chimes, which make the sound of one hand clapping.โ€ 

A sign in Crosthwaitโ€™s WinterArts booth reads, โ€œThe time is now. The time is always now.โ€

Crosthwait began making Zen Clocks about five or six years ago. โ€œI hadnโ€™t made any in a while, but a fellow gave me a few of these silver trays. Like serving trays. Silver plated. And I kind of color them with different alcohol-based inks. And some I cut out.โ€

He adds things to some of them. โ€œIโ€™ll use maybe ceramic disks or found objects that are round and give a good design so that it looks like the clock face has a center. They all have pendulums hanging from the bottom.โ€

Crosthwait, who has made two dozen or so of the clocks, says, โ€œIโ€™ve got six for my show. And I maybe make one in a week. Not that it takes me a week, but I donโ€™t like to sit down and make them everyday. I have to find the right kind of parts that fit tother. Then I work on a tail or a pendulum.โ€

But, he says, โ€œI make many more Zen Chimes. Itโ€™s like a mobile that hangs from a hook like a wind chime. But mine are not wind chimes. They make the sound of one hand clapping. What is the sound of one hand clapping? Itโ€™s essentially the sound of silence.โ€

His Zen Chimes are made with clay, cut-out steel, and beads with โ€œdifferent dangles,โ€ including glass balls, and granite eggs, that โ€œdangle on the bottom.โ€

And, Crosthwait adds, โ€œIโ€™m always looking for a new angle on the dangle.โ€

All the parts are strung together with 50-pound strength stainless steel fishing line.

His silent Zen Chimes, which he began making 30 years ago when he owned the old Eads (Tenn.) Gallery, are โ€œessentially just design.โ€

Describing his โ€œcandlestick sculptures,โ€ Crosthwait says, โ€œIโ€™ll take candlesticks and Iโ€™ll drill into them so they can receive a steel rod. I thread the steel rod with different beads. Some that I make and some that I find.โ€

The candlesticks โ€œusually contain an object,โ€ he says. โ€œLike the top of one is an egg with a Hindu elephant goddess painted on (it). I got that in an antique store.โ€

WinterArts is celebrating its 15th anniversary this year, says founder Greg Belz.

The criteria to be in the show? โ€œYou have to be really good,โ€ Belz says.  โ€œAnd itโ€™s by invitation. You have to be at the top of your field.โ€

The show, which opened the day after Thanksgiving, runs 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Mondays through Thursdays as well as Saturdays, 10 a.m. to 8 pm Fridays, and noon to 5 p.m. Sundays.

For more information, go to winterarts.org. WinterArts is produced by the ArtWorks Foundation nonprofit.

Michael Donahue began his career in 1975 at the now-defunct Memphis Press-Scimitar and moved to The Commercial Appeal in 1984, where he wrote about food and dining, music, and covered social events until...