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Monday, May 11, 2009

On Mother's day - May 10th 2009


my mother

This is the picture that my mother sent to me in 1972 when I was in France.

To-day, I went to a 5-hour show about the Vietnamese mothers. The show was performed by a Vietnamese group called the Friends with the participation of Tran Thu Ha a well-known figure among the Vietnamese artist singers. The orchestra was excellent and the show was good and rose a lot of emotions when evoking the Vietnamese mothers and their sacrifices for the children. I do not realize that in the Vietnamese literature, there are so many poems and songs about the Vietnamese mothers. Suddenly, I feel the urge of writing about my own mother and my family.

my father

Saturday, May 9, 2009

3DS max - First encounter with the software

This is my first attempt with 3DS max. The two first assignments were a snowman and a puppet
And here is an ant!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Some pictures from vue

I am learning online a 3d software Vue Xtreme. This software allows you to create fantastic scenes if you are good. I am not that good yet but here are some of the scenes that I have created

Island in the sun



Meeting of the giants



Crossing the canal



Sea sight




Underwater scene



"Ocean life"




"Lonely pterosaur above foamy water"




"The haunted lake"




Sunday, November 16, 2008

My diary- Early childhood


I have finally decided to write in English to make life easier for my readers. I will alternate with French sometimes too.

I was born in Vietnam and started my schooling at the age of 8. Most children in Vietnam started at 6 or 7 but my parents preferred to let me hang around waiting for my sister to reach the schooling age so that we could both go to school together. The primary school "Dakao Primary school" was at a walking distance from home. At school I learned both Vietnamese and French. Due to my advanced age as compared to my classmates, I learned pretty fast and I jumped one class in the course of my schooling there. We did not stay there until the end of the primary years because my parents decided that we should go to a French school. They put us both in a Catholic School where we stayed until we finished High School.

Monday, November 10, 2008

To this messed up life I’m in

To the world that I live in,
This world that I don’t fit in
Where you cannot be someone
If you’re not like everyone.

To luck carried by others,
We cannot all be winners
And what I am, they don’t envy
Cause their life is so easy.

To the despair deep inside,
That in vain I tried to hide
To the pain I have to share
When it feels like none cares.

To the things that make me “ me”,
Those things people fail to see
I’m sorry that I can’t help
Be less than myself.

To those who look down on me,
From their pseudo paradise
They don’t see what I can see
That happiness has a price.


In this life © Vincent Le Quang
Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
Posted in Lyrics, Bitching about life

Fleurs de Lotus


In the marsh, nothing appears more beautiful than the lotus flowers:
A mixture of green leaves, white petals and yellow stamen:
Yellow stamen. White petals and Green Leaves,
Rising above the mud without getting the smelling of mud.
( Vietnamese Popular Song)



The Lotus, called ‘Lian Hua’ in Chinese is a universal symbol of purity and enlightenment. Regarded as a good fortune flower by many Feng Shui masters, the lotus is said to turn bad luck to good luck and heighten your sense of joy and peace.

The Lotus rising beautifully from the mud and murky water signifies overcoming obstacles in life, and suggests that bad things can turn good and pure, even in the darkest and gloomiest situations. This inspires one that one can distance oneself from any bad luck and sufferings, eventually rising out of it and blooming elegantly if one has a pure and sincere heart.

The Lotus is also associated with Buddhism. The Buddhist sutras say that the lotus has four virtues: scent, purity, softness and loveliness. Legend has it that before Siddhartha Gaotama's or the Buddha’s birth, his mother dreamed of a white elephant presenting her with a lotus flower. When the Buddha was born, a lotus appeared with each of the seven steps he took in ten directions.

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Présentation


J'ai construit ce blog dans le but de partager mes connaissances et mes idées avec ceux qui ont les mêmes intérêts, de laisser à mon fils un petit souvenir de moi et de lui permettre de mieux me connaitre. Pour le moment je n'ai pas grand'chose comme idée mais ça va venir. J'attends que l'inspiration vienne!