In Search of Our Mothers' Gardens

In her essay “In Search of Our Mothers’ Gardens,” Walker writes about her own mother’s gift for gardening: “And I remember people coming to my mother’s yard to be given cuttings from flowers; I hear again the praise showered on her because whatever rocky soil she landed on, she turned into a garden” (241). Walker’s mother’s life was generally difficult, Walker writes; she married as a teenager, had five children, and worked alongside Walker’s father as a sharecropper, in addition to taking care of all of the domestic duties in the household.

While Walker’s mother’s garden is real and literal, it is also a central symbol in the essay. It is meant to signify what Walker sees as the innate creativity of an older generation of African-American women, an artistry that they were forbidden by law from expressing—slaves were not allowed to read or write—and often did not even realize that they had: “They waited for a day when the unknown thing that was in them would be made known; but guessed, somehow in their darkness, that on the day of their revelation they would be long dead” (233). Walker sees the contemporary black female artist as expressing the latent artistry of her mother and her mother before her, a process that reaches back into the past at the same time that it addresses the present:

To be an artist and a black woman, even today, lowers our status in many respects, rather than raises it, and yet, artists we will be. Therefore we must fearlessly pull out of ourselves and look at and identify with our lives the living creativity some of our great-grandmothers were not allowed to know (237).