Larry Calkins's ashy, leathery little dresses and dried-out paintings are all post-death, like skins and pelts of some animal that has been emptied of flesh
, drained of blood, and set aside for a few years. I like best a little piece called Relatives
, a dark and hazy oil-and-encaustic painting on wood depicting a lineup of cartoonish but malevolent cameos
. Calkins is best when he's frightful. (G. Gibson Gallery, 300 S Washington St, 587-4033. Wed–Fri 11 am–5:30 pm, Sat 11 am–5 pm, free. Through July 8.