It stands so tall. 185 feet, referred to as the big tree, a giant Douglas Fir. For over a hundred years it has stood like a sentry over my family home.
It was there for my father, it was there for his father and it was there for his father. We all climbed it at least once. I am the last. No one will climb the big tree again.
big tree, 2013, 66 x 29 x 10
left: a little dress lays on the floor a figure marked upon the door dresses floating in the air
stitches stitch the dusty lair stitches stitch her dusty hair
"Calkins is no seamstress, for his flat dresses are symbols, not garments. Any visible needlework resembles Frankenstein stitches, and threads hang from his seams. No gussets or darts accommodate the three dimensional form."
Rebecca Albiani, Artweek, 2000
antonia, 2013, 45 x 18
(commission) 2012, 53 x 16
A ghost of aviation She was swallowed by the sky Or by the sea, like me she had a dream to fly Like Icarus ascending On beautiful foolish arms Amelia, it was just a false alarm -joni mitchell
blueberry, 2012, 42 x 15
amelia, 2008, 43 x 33
"As flat and darkened as pressed flowers, they [the dresses] hang in orderly lines that enhance their shaker simplicity, rustic hues and artifact appeal."
Judy Wagonfeld, Seattle Post-Intelligencer, Nov 4, 2004
the acrobat’s wife & the acrobat’s wife’s husband 2008, 90 x 21 and 96 x 32
himalayan king and queen, 2008, ca 6 ft tall
mr ladder’s ascent, 2013, 67 x 30 mrs ladder’s decent, ,67 x 30