"She poured herself into the world and the world was richer for it."
Biography
Lillian Grace Park was a community organizer, muralist, and mother from Oakland, California. She grew up in Koreatown Los Angeles, the daughter of immigrants who ran a dry-cleaning business, and carried their work ethic into everything she did. Lilly organized neighborhood clean-up campaigns, painted over 30 public murals across the Bay Area, and founded the Oakland Youth Art Initiative, which has served over 2,000 children. She died at 53, far too soon, leaving behind her husband Daniel, children Mia and Sean, and walls across Oakland that still carry her color.
🎵 Memorial Song
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Red Scarf Chair
Alvaro Barrera
🇺🇸 English
[Verse 1]
There’s a red scarf on the chair
Still folded like you left it there
Your tea ring rests on the wood
And every room remembers good
You laughed with both hands open wide
Made even grief step back outside
Now the rain taps on the pane
And I still say your name
[Pre-Chorus]
We keep the chair by the window
We keep the flowers in line
We keep your stories moving
Like they’re still alive
[Chorus]
We carry you home
We carry you home
In the bread, in the light
In the names that we know
We carry you home
We carry you home
You’re gone from the room
But you’re not from our soul
[Verse 2]
Your blue coat hangs by the door
Where you’d be late and smiling more
You’d say, “Don’t waste a single day”
Then you’d make us all obey
There’s soup on the stove again
And your old songs on the wind
We miss the weight of your hand
But we still understand
[Pre-Chorus]
We keep the chair by the window
We keep the flowers in line
We keep your stories moving
Like they’re still alive
[Chorus]
We carry you home
We carry you home
In the bread, in the light
In the names that we know
We carry you home
We carry you home
You’re gone from the room
But you’re not from our soul
[Bridge]
If love could build a bridge
It would reach where you are
Over every hard goodbye
Over every scar
So we speak your name slowly
Like a prayer, like a song
And the house learns your shape
Even after you’re gone
[Final Chorus]
We carry you home
We carry you home
In the bread, in the light
In the names that we know
We carry you home
We carry you home
You’re gone from the room
But you’re not from our soul
We carry you home
We carry you home
Red scarf on the chair
And your love in our bones
We served on the city arts council together for six years. Lilly never let bureaucracy become an excuse for inaction. She found a way. Every single time.
— Dr. Priya Sharma
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Aunt Lilly was the coolest person in our family by a wide margin. She let me help paint a mural when I was eight and never once treated me like a child.
— Noah Park
6 months ago
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My daughter was luminous. That is the only word. I have no idea how the world keeps turning without her light in it.
— Linda Park
6 months ago
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I was a student in her first Youth Art Initiative class in 2006. I am now a working artist. I would not be without her.
— Marcus Webb
6 months ago
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Lilly's mural on the corner of 14th and Broadway is the first thing I see every morning on my way to work. It always makes me walk a little taller.
— James Kim
6 months ago
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Mom taught me that art is not decoration — it's argument. I will keep making that argument for both of us.
— Mia Park
6 months ago
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Lilly, you painted the world brighter than it was. I look at every mural and I see your hands. I will spend the rest of my life doing that.
— Daniel Park
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She trained me how to facilitate community arts workshops. Everything I know about working with young people, I learned by watching her.
— Angela Morris
6 months ago
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Lilly saw the city the way other people see a canvas. Everything was potential. Everything was possible. She made you see it too.
— Chris Nakamura
6 months ago
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She organized the entire East Oakland Clean-Up Campaign in 2018 in three weeks using nothing but a group chat and sheer force of will.