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Monday, April 7, 2025

Respecting Pat's wishes

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20110822

The pass­ing of Pat Bish­op, as trag­ic as it must be to her fam­i­ly and friends, is al­so the end of a re­mark­able ca­reer in the arts in Trinidad and To­ba­go, one that is large­ly un­par­al­leled in its poly­math range, in­tel­lec­tu­al com­plex­i­ty and earth deep rich­ness. Pat Bish­op was an artist, a teacher, a mu­si­cian and con­duc­tor, but those de­scrip­tions seem woe­ful­ly in­ad­e­quate in cap­tur­ing the full range of the work that she did in those fields.

As an artist, her work en­gaged her among peers like Carlisle Chang and Carlisle Har­ris, as a mu­si­cian; she in­ter­pret­ed in­ven­tive­ly both clas­si­cal and lo­cal works for the steel­band. As a con­duc­tor, she not on­ly led the Ly­di­ans on in­trigu­ing cre­ative jour­neys dur­ing her years as their third Mu­si­cal Di­rec­tor and cre­ative spark but al­so in­spired and coached sev­er­al in­di­vid­ual singers in the group to cre­ative ac­claim.

Her first de­gree was in art, her sec­ond in West In­di­an his­to­ry and her life­long vo­ca­tion would be the ex­plo­ration of the many skeins of cre­ative en­deav­our fu­elled by this coun­try's min­gling cul­tures and in­ven­tive pas­sions. To that end, it is un­sur­pris­ing that Bish­op rarely worked alone. She gave time and en­er­gy to in­trigu­ing projects, from Min­shall's San­ti­man­i­tay to the grad­u­ate com­pa­ny of the Caribbean School of Danc­ing, Meta­mor­pho­sis. In turn, there was no short­age of cre­ative tal­ent avail­able to her for her own projects. Dancers, artists and de­sign­ers col­lab­o­rat­ed on Bish­op's projects over the years, the Ly­di­ans alone at­tract­ing cre­ative part­ners rang­ing from De­stra Gar­cia to the Duke Elling­ton Choir. In 1999, Bish­op's per­for­mance of Puc­ci­ni's Tu­ran­dot lured the reclu­sive Carlisle Chang out of his Wood­brook stu­dio to de­sign the cos­tumes for the per­for­mance. Bish­op's was a life com­pli­cat­ed by health chal­lenges.

In 1994, she be­came grave­ly ill and had triple by­pass surgery. The scare of her mor­tal­i­ty prompt­ed some long over­due at­ten­tion to her ac­com­plish­ments. That year UWI con­ferred an hon­orary doc­tor­ate of let­ters to the artist, and in 1995, Bish­op was giv­en the na­tion's high­est ho­n­our, the Trin­i­ty Cross. Pat Bish­op would of­ten talk about her plans for re­tire­ment af­ter the lengthy con­va­les­ence that her ill­ness oc­ca­sioned, but she nev­er act­ed on them. Aside from her work with the steel­band, Bish­op con­duct­ed the Ly­di­ans in dozens of per­for­mances each year and staged, be­tween 1995 and 2010, ten ma­jor pro­duc­tions by the com­pa­ny, from Fred­er­ick Delius' Koan­ga to last year's Misa Cubana, in­ter­pre­ta­tions that probed the lyrics and mu­sic of the works for rel­e­vance and res­o­nance with the coun­try that the con­duc­tor loved so much. And let there be no mis­take, de­spite her many dis­ap­point­ments with those who promised so much for lo­cal cul­ture, Bish­op was thor­ough­ly and com­plete­ly smit­ten with the promise, po­ten­tial and ca­pa­bil­i­ty of the cre­ative peo­ple of Trinidad and To­ba­go.

Still, there was such a sense of ur­gency in her re­cent talks on cre­ative mat­ters, a sense that time was run­ning out, that the seem­ing­ly in­sur­mount­able chal­lenges of the cul­tur­al land­scape still need­ed to be bro­ken down in­to ac­tion­able projects. The artist said as much at her last meet­ing with yet an­oth­er sum­mit of cre­ative thinkers con­vened by yet an­oth­er gov­ern­ment. Bish­op had giv­en so much time, so much thought and so much en­er­gy to talk shops and think tanks that du­ly re­port­ed their find­ings and pro­pos­als and deft­ly filed them far from sight and ac­tion. Yet on Sat­ur­day, mind­ful that she was not in top form, she sad­dled up and rode in­to town again, will­ing to guide an­oth­er group of minds. It still re­mains to be known what her last words were, but they can read­i­ly be imag­ined. Bish­op would have want­ed the Gov­ern­ment and cor­po­rate Trinidad and To­ba­go to act on their words, mak­ing re­al in­vest­ments in sus­tain­able, sen­si­ble projects that would ed­u­cate our in­tel­lec­tu­al po­ten­tial, pro­mote our best cul­tur­al works and en­gage so many lost minds in their cre­ative lega­cy.

Re­spect her wish­es.


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