This website is therefore a celebration and a time capsule. A celebration, because I want to thank and showcase my many inspirations: from friends and family to towns, music and countries. It is a time capsule, because I want to credit and remember those who’ve helped in my journey. As this site tracks the ongoing trajectory of my business ventures, so too does it mark my values and life philosophy.
I was born and brought up in the hot, luscious islands of Trinidad and Tobago. Coming from a large family of Gosines (my father was one of 18 siblings) I grew to love and respect family values, cooperation and collective cheer. From a young age I adopted a go-getter, DIY attitude that set the framework for my adult life.
When I was in school, my big brother Clifton would call me to help stack shelves at D’abadie Discount Hardware. One of my many mentors, he got me into the groove and instilled my teenage self with a sense of resourcefulness and discipline. Looking back, I realise how intrepid Clifton was, enlisting the free services of his wide-eyed younger brother! He continues to reside in the Caribbean, where I am assisting him with a quality hospitality business.
My unwitting internship paid off, and by 17 years old Clifton waved me off on a business course at Deltasoft in Port Of Spain. There I complemented my practical skills with an academic knowledge of business and computers.
Growing up, I was surrounded by practical and creative inspiration. My father – a former tailor and not somebody who’d let things go to waste – could frequently be heard welding, hammering and fixing things across the family home. He founded Gosine’s Stage Rentals, a stage management business whose vans could be seen driving to and from Trinidad’s gig venues and shopping malls.
As I acquired my driving license and showed an increasing interest in the family business, my father asked if I’d like to help. I was all too willing. Show after show, I learnt the principles of managing a business on the move. In rain or sunshine we’d haul the equipment from the van, set up stage, watch the show then pack up in the hour of darkness. Whether for Christmas, Easter or Diwali, our work was held together by a great atmosphere, my father’s leadership and of course, the trusty vans. I did not know at the time, but those vans would transport me to places far greater even than Carnival!