My grandmother lived in Watts. And there’s something, even driving down the street, I could see, that’s a grandma’s garden. Because there’s something about the way the flowers grow. It’s like they just throw the seeds out, you know? And they just grow up and it’s no formal beds or little rows. Maybe that kind of thing isn’t important. They just like the color and the flowers to go out and come up.

Betye Saar