Larry R. Rankin - Sculptor
Remnants of a cow bone

My work as a sculptor is never finished...
Nature gives me the ideas that I have as a sculptor,
I just refine.

The earth carves with the wind, the sun and the
Rain that links all life with beauty and returns it
To us. Master carvers from many ages gave me
Knowledge that I can trust. I, too, lift to perfection
New works of art. Nature gives us the ideas that
We, as sculptors, just refine.

While a walking in the Arizona desert one day,
Nature provided the remnants of a cow bone. My
Sculptor’s eye took the idea from nature and lo, a
New sculpture was soon carved from my hand.
When finished, behold, it was divine.

Nature makes the world forever in the likeness of a
Dream. The carvings are the hills, the trees and bones.
All of these awaken my soul, my spirit as though it
Has been carried aloft on the wings of a breeze.

Larry R. Rankin, May 2, 2006


The bone you see in front of you is the same one I found in the Arizona desert.
It gave me the idea for "Golden Moon". It has also become "Sedona Sunset" and "Arizona Sunrise"



Come A-Walking on Christmas Night

You clients, friends and family must come a-walking with me on Christmas night. See the swift flowing streams and the wind blown trees that look like the ocean waves breaking by the light of the stars.

You must come a-walking in the mountains with me. The night will be our host. You will see the white bearded man with his sleigh all packed as he drops goodies from ranch to ranch. You will know the stars.

You must come a-walking in the mountains with me. We will watch as Santa works. We will see his sleigh streak through the blackened, starry sky and hear the ceaseless roll of sleigh bells a-ringing as the reindeer land softly on each rooftop.

You must come a-walking in the mountains with me to share the marvels of Christmas. Christmas season speaks to us of peace, of comfort in sorrow and joy. We bask in a joyful mood as we thank each other for gifts exchanged.

Give the gift of love and joy. Let true peace here be found this Christmas Day, on this Christmas night, as we come a-walking, a -w a l k i n g, a - w a l k i n g to celebrate this miraculous day for the birth of Jesus Christ.

Larry R. Rankin, 2002



From Within

Sculpting is a state of extreme surprise,
A wonder and an incredible astonishment to my eyes.
It is as true as can be;
that you will see...

When you create with love
and have an understanding of form and design,
What comes forth it is a blessing to you and me;
for all to see...

When finished, with a mass or pile of rubble on the ground,
What is left reveals what was found.
It is all-sufficient for the young and old,
for the simple and the bold;
for all to see...

Non-objective or abstract, large or small.
Sculpture knows no exceptions.
So never feel you are prevented or omitted from entering;
it is for all to see...

No matter who or what you are, your views have been included.
No matter what your past has been, trust to understand within.
No matter what your problem is, just place my sculptor's hammer in your hand.
You can carve out all the unwanted and find the wealth that can be shared;
for all to see...

Always remember when you put love into skill you create a masterpiece.
What is more, it will not disappear like a ripple in the water.
A sculpture will keep spreading and flowing from the creation within,
and so you see, there is no way of telling where it will ever end.....

By Larry R. Rankin



Father and Son
Father and Son I lift up my son and hold him.
I put him on my knee.
My son's fingers curl up tight
To grip my hand with might
As I bounce him on my knee.

He takes the rugged hands of mine
And helps me understand
That it will take a little bit of heaven
To help me comprehend what it will
Take to raise this little man.

Raising this little man, I daydream
Not of war, but of hunting and fishing trips,
And games we can play forevermore.
No matter what twisting course my life may take
There will be sacrifices along the way.

When he is older and he takes my hand,
I know we will never part,
For I will gladly carry that weight on my shoulders
as a dad as though life has just begun.

And he will feel my soul and always know
I did my best to raise him for his journey throughout life
Because I took my stand as a dad
On his travel down the river of life
Keeping on course out of love for a son, under the sun
And under the stars of heaven’s twilight.

Larry R. Rankin, 10-30-2002