July 30 1926 – July 26, 2026
My secret heart bridges memory and vision.
Over the course of a career spanning seven decades, Betye Saar created a powerful body of multimedia collages, box assemblages, altars, and site-specific installations in which she addressed themes of race, gender, religion, and power, as well as personal, historical, and collective memory. A leading figure of assemblage art, Saar was crucial to the Black Arts Movement and second-wave feminism. She was also a proud Californian, a loving mother, a curious traveler, and intensely spiritual—and spirited. In a 1993 poem, Saar expressed her artistic vision, process, and purpose, all of which were strongly guided by a sense of intuition she termed “mother-wit”:
My secret heart is seduced by twilight.
It remembers the colors of dreams.
It longs for solitude and the exotic.
My secret heart is a wanderer.
It sails the sea of imagination.
It soars beyond the clouds, seeking the mysterious.
It moves through time (dreamtime) and space (mindspace).
My secret heart seeks the dusty, musty forgotten corners.
It constantly haunts, hunts, collects, gathers objects, images, feelings.
It mixes, matches, embellishes, simplifies, camouflages, fabricates to empower the ordinary, to invent artifacts.
My secret heart bridges memory and vision.
It pays homage to lost rituals of unknown civilizations.
It expands horizons only to condense them into a frame, a box, a room.
My secret heart is ageless.
It beats within the rainbow babe in the woods.
It dwells in the house of whispers.