Debts
by BrianRobinson
 Kaleidoscopic
Apr 05, 2012 | 3444 views |  0 comments | 9 9 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
     If there is some kind of cosmic balance scale for good and bad days, and some law somewhere says it has to be balanced out, with cruddy stuff for some equaling good stuff for others in a perfect one-to-one ratio...then anyone who had a good day last Monday owes me a large karmiac debt.
     Seriously, anything that could did go wrong.  Woke up just after midnight as my insomnia flared up, so the bad day got a nice early start.
     First, we noticed Xan was getting a rather bad rash.  This started the usual jumping through hoops and second-guessing it always does, as we try to figure out what's going on and how serious it could be, should we try to get him to the doctor and deal with all that.  The rash looked like he had gotten a shotgun shell full of sand, little bumps all over his chest and back.  Didn't seem to be itchy, wasn't leaking anything, wasn't bloody.  Seemed to ebb and flow every time we checked, never giving us solid progress or retreat.  No fever, no loss of appetite, no nothing else, just that rash.  We kept him from school Tuesday and Wednesday to make sure it wasn't contagious, to keep an eye on him and see if one of those other problems flared up, and to be able to apply Cortazine off and on and keep an eye on him to make sure he didn't try to wipe it off or anything.
     While this was starting up, a routine virus scan on our one working computer flashed up a Trojan warning.  This isn't great news any day of the week, but take a wild guess what we had just done...online...the day before?
     Our taxes.  So if anyone had managed to plant something on our computer, they now had the mother load of information, from addresses to social security numbers.  This is the kind of thing that could have made Mother Teresa and Buddha curse and throw stuff wildly. 
     The TV has decided to become a pessimist, making everything it shows darker and darker and darker.  We caught the finale of The Walking Dead, and the last scene...we had NO IDEA what was supposed to be in the background.  All we could see was the moon.  (Not spoiling anything here, but it was a kinda important plot point from the comics.)
     Tracy's Droid phone died.  It had most of the information about the Walk for Autism on April 28th on it.   
     Fridge began leaking.  Car started making odd noises.  I had a recurrent problem start to flare up again and had to go to the doctor.  Had TKD testing that night so I couldn't rest.
     I commented to an online friend "Ever suspect you're the subject in some alien's experiment to see what the magic number of blood pressure is to make your eyeballs actually shoot out from your skull?" 
     We made it through.  But now, I'm calling in the debts.
     If you guys had a good Monday, you owe me.  So here's what I want you to do:
     First of all, try to come to the Walk for Autism on 4/28 at Oxford High Stadium.  As always, e-mail me if you want more info, want to help, anything.  BHRobin@aol.com
     April is Autism Awareness month, so read up on autism, send me questions to answer in a post, and try to do something nice for people who have it.
     We'll be bagging groceries on 4/21 at the Golden Springs Winn-Dixie to raise money for the Autism Society of Alabama - stop by, say hi, tell me you read the blog and donate.
    Above all, appreciate the good time when they're there and be patient with someone else who may be having one of my Mondays on another day of the week.
     And remember, that no matter how bad your day has been, lots of people out there would willingly trade you for it, and throw in their left kidney to boot.  That can be hard to remember, as can the fact that this too shall pass, but it helps you make it through long, hard days.

Independence
by BrianRobinson
 Kaleidoscopic
Mar 22, 2012 | 1562 views |  0 comments | 8 8 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
     I went to a school reorganization meeting this week, and before it started I talked to a few teachers.  One gave me enough encouragement that I am probably going to enter my first 5K, and I'm telling all of you this so as to shame me into going through with it.  I hope my vomiting and cramps make you smile.  But not more than my jokes in these posts.
     The other one was my son's teacher, and what she asked me sent me into a light depression that ended up with me posting a Facebook update that had several friends sending me carefully worded e-mails checking on my mental status. 
      And it wasn't what you're probably thinking.
      She asked me what I saw Xan doing as a job, and I froze.  Locked up.  I had no idea.  My immediate thought was a traffic jam as I tried to think of a job that his nonverbalness wouldn't be a problem for.  And I was stuck.
     The teacher handled it beautifully, taking a beat and telling me that she felt he had a real aptitude for computers and programming.  Which is totally true.  But I didn't think of it and she did.  She also politely reiterated that perhaps I was a little too protective of him and perhaps wasn't helping him.
     With that tied into my not being able to think of a job for him...it was a bad feeling.  I wallowed in it for some time.  Still in it a little.
     I've talked about how I know I can be a little too careful.  I'm scared of him getting hurt, getting lost...too many things.  I told the teacher there was no way I could do what I call 'all-or-nothing' stuff, like dropping him off and not making sure he went in the school.  If he bolted and no one saw him...
     But there is stuff I could do.  She recommended letting him ride the bus, and she said that if I let him do that she really felt he would start talking about his day.
     We haven't had a real conversation with Xan ever, a real give-and-take.  We don't get to hear what he did during the day, he doesn't tell what he really wants, likes or dislikes.  Don't know what he dreamed last night, who his favorite character on TV is.  It's REALLY not good to wonder if I've actually made it less possible for him to talk to us.
     And what if my being careful - to be nice to myself - is holding him back?  Have I traded keeping him safe for keeping him dependent?  Am I the perfect example of the most extreme helicopter parent ever?
     Yeah.  See why I posted that update?  (which, by the way, a quote from one of the best bands ever, the Drive-By Truckers.  Also, try Lucero - the owner of CD Cellar recommended them, and they are great.)  (Hey, this post can't all be down, can it?)
    I have a lot to think about.


    Remember, the Walk for Autism is April 28th.  We have some gift certificates to auction off, from Think Toys and CD Cellar.   You can also sign up online as well now...E-mail me at BHRobin at aol.com for more info.
Change
by BrianRobinson
 Kaleidoscopic
Mar 12, 2012 | 1726 views |  0 comments | 8 8 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
Took Xan to the park last week, to let him run around and tire himself out some.  For the first time in ... ever ... he didn't want to swing.  At all.  Passed them right by and ran to the tennis courts, where he and I chased each other around the nets.  When we were done with that I figured NOW to the swing-set.  Nope.  Ran to the jungle gym and slides and spent the rest of our time there alternating between climbing up the slides and going back down and grabbing my hands and spinning us around until he jumped up - for a brief second - and fell down in a heap.  I never expected that dissing of the swing.
     Maybe it was a one time thing, maybe not.  We shall see.
     In other ways, he's changing.  I can't kiss him anymore when I drop him off at school in the morning.  Used to be able to give him a little kiss on the top of the head as I walked off, and then last month or so when I tried to do that he did some kinda fish-out-of-water twist that seemed to move his head around in an Exorcism-like maneuver while keeping his hands still protectively clutched on his food.  From that time on, if I attempt to kiss him, he pushes me away in the universal "Jeez, Dad" sentiment.
     THAT, I did expect.  Surprised it didn't come sooner, honestly, given me being me.
     In many other ways, he's still the same.  Still likes certain songs, more of my aural bent than Tracy's.  Still wont to stay up REALLY late and be a bit cranky when I wake him up in the morning.  Still kinda behind on a lot of things, still a genius, still very nonverbal, still loves twirling.
     But he's growing up and changing.
     Maybe for parents of autistic kids, especially ones who are more obviously autistic than others, growing up can mean different things.  With luck, patience and a lot of support, it can mean actual growth and accomplishments - getting them to do more things, better things, independent things.  It can mean watching them change physically, getting bigger and stronger and faster, and while taking pride in it (did I subtly mention Xan's already up to my chest, and he's only 10?) also thinking in the back of your mind, that part that catalogs things in a more harsh light, that IF he gets a lot taller and stronger trips to the dentist and doctor may start involving a tranquilizer.  And that you really don't want to be caught in his head butts anymore - that small bruise could inflate into a concussion.  Many other things, some common across all our differences, many unique to each family and even each child in that family.
     Everything changes, nothing stays the same...except for that always-there worry.

     DON'T FORGET: Walk for Autism is April 28th at Oxford High Stadium.  You can now go walkforautismal.com to register up yourself or a group, and as always, you can e-mail me at BHRobin at aol.com for more information.
Life
by BrianRobinson
 Kaleidoscopic
Mar 05, 2012 | 1367 views |  0 comments | 9 9 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
     Sorry it's been a while.  Nothing really bad has happened, just, you know, life.  Had a birthday last month - for those of you wanting the exact age, I feel much older than I am.  Getting the walk up and running (remember, April 28th at Oxford High stadium, and if anyone wants to help in any way contact me @ BHRobin at aol.com).  Having another wait-and-see bout with pneumonia, as my body and the bugs get together and decide which way it's finally going to fall.  Volunteering up at Xan's school.  Dealing with a computer that can't decide if it wants to be a actual computer or a thinnish paperweight.  House issues.  Surprises.  Xan.  Family.
     You know, life.
     In some ways, in obvious ways, I may be more busy than many parents.  Having an autistic child means you get breaks that last, maybe, eight hours or so, when they're sleeping.  Maybe.  Even in the middle of all the things I listed above, I still have to keep an ear and eye out for Xander, for our protection and his.
     For example - one night last month the toilet overflowed when he was using it.  I happened to notice several flushes in a row, we raced in, and found the bathroom floor was doing double duty as a puddle.  We were able to clean that up with a minimum of damage, but how did it happen?  Dunno.  Perhaps it was just one of those things.  Maybe Xan jammed it up with too many tissues.  We don't know.  We could assume one or the other, natural or accidental or intentional, and act accordingly: no punishment for naturally one of those things, a discussion about what to do if something happens for accidental, or punishment if he did it intentionally.  We settled for keeping a closer eye on him to make sure he didn't do it again (if he indeed did it at all) and explaining he should have come and gotten us.  This is probably the worst of all possible worlds - if he DIDN'T have anything to do with it, we're overbearing and annoying the heck out of him.  If he DID have something to do with it, it's a much lighter punishment than flooding a bathroom should earn.
     But that's life - acting as best you can with incomplete information.
     The bug I'm suffering through, as it decides whether or not to go all-out or simmer at a light misery, makes me tired.  So it's harder to bound about checking on Xan, or helping Tracy with the walk, or even doing everyday things.  But life doesn't accept excuses, so I still have to do the best I can with what I've got to do it with.  Even if it seems I'm draqging forty extra pounds or so around.
     Yet, life goes on and hitting the pause button isn't an option.  And I do have it easier than many - if Xan's in school I can rest up, catch my breath and build up some energy to make it through.  Several people don't have that option.  So I am appreciative of the advantages I do have.
     And the advantages Xan has.  Even though working with him can be a challenge for everyone's temper, he's already passed his 4th grade stuff and working on fifth.  He's very good at not getting into dangerous things, so usually the worst things we have to worry about are messes and damages, not poisoning or ER visits.  And as I written before, there are times when he does seem to get that daddy doesn't feel good, so he should back off his demands for food or TV or whatever.  It's amazing how a little peace in the middle of tough times can be more fulfilling than a long stretch of peace over many days of ease.
    I assume, anyway, since long stretches of peace here probably don't meet many people's definition.
    So life goes on.  And we keep on trying to live it, one day at a time. 
   

     Walk for Autism is April 28th, at Oxford High.  If you want to help in any way, send me an e-mail at BHRobin at aol.com.
Grades
by BrianRobinson
 Kaleidoscopic
Feb 08, 2012 | 1814 views |  0 comments | 10 10 recommendations | email to a friend | print | permalink
     Had a quick conference with Xan's teacher, and got told he's doing very well.  Which isn't a surprise, but it's nice to get confirmation.  He's progressing nicely on his standards and will probably start working on higher ones soon.  He's been going back to some places that had been a problem for him and has been making progress in speech and OT. 
     Still a ways to go but at least he's making a good start.
     Those are moderately easy grades to make - can he add, does he write, can he read and answer questions?  At the least it's simple to tell pass/fail - a binary yes he can/no he can't division.  Maybe telling how well he can do those tasks is a bit more of a challenge, but at least you can start from a good base of certainty.
     Other areas are harder to judge.  I still help him in the mornings to get ready, helping him shower and get dressed and all that.  COULD he do it himself...maybe.  A few times on weekends I've said you have to do everything by yourself, and just stood there and told him what to do.  It took a while - a long while in some cases - but he did.  But unless I want to wake up practically before I go to bed and get him up soon after that, we can't do that on days we have to be somewhere.  And some of that may not truly be the fault of him not being able to or not wanting to - he covers his ears in the shower, and I suspect that the falling water noise in that enclosed space may have a bad sound for him.  (For those of you wondering why we don't do baths instead, he's decided he doesn't like to sit down in those for some reason, which makes cleaning a bit difficult and splashy.)  It's hard to tell exactly where the line here is between he can and he can't.
     When we go shopping, I've been letting him buy things he wants - Milo's tea, or a Sprite - and giving him money to pay for it; making him carry it to the register; put it on the belt, pay for it; get the change.  The cashiers where I shop know Xan and that he's autistic, so they're very patient and work with him.  He still needs some guidance about taking the change, because generally he feels the quicker he can grab that tea or Sprite the better.  But he's getting the hang of it, or at least the hang of the motions of it.  I'll have to see whether or not he gets the whole idea little by little, so I can't really give him a grade there.
     Those things I can handle, or at least accept.  Some parts of life can't be pegged as pass/fail.  But what about what I do - do I make him do too much, or too little?
     I've been told - rather sharply and completely justifiably - to stop helping Xan at breakfast at his school.  I would always start to open his drink carton for him and let him finish it, but finally his teacher pointed out he did that himself every lunch, so why didn't I just go ahead and let him do it at breakfast?  A fair point.
     The household stuff I help him with - I'm always stuck between making him do it on his own, or helping it/doing it for him.  It's the balance of getting him independent vs. being able to get where we need to go when we need to be there.  I'm not sure where I fall on that, or if I pass or fail.
     He's made progress, but I have to look at getting him ready to act on his own more and more.  This isn't easy, with all kinds of mixed feelings there - 'can he do it?'; 'can he do it right?'; 'can he do it safely?'; 'can he do it today?', on and on.  Pushing him too little leads to dependency, too much leads to frustration, fits, and a refusal to do anymore.
     It's a tough balancing act, and right now, I'm not sure what grade I would earn.

     Don't forget - autism walk April 28th, at Oxford High stadium.  We're starting to get in gear and get more stuff set up and going.  If you want to help, e-mail me at BHRobin@aol.com.  Hope to see you there.

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Anniston man with crazy hats had big heart
by Patrick McCreless
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Darrel "Sonny" Clayton was known in the community for his profession as a clown. Clayton had hundreds of hats which were on display at his memorial service.  Photo by Courtney Davies
Darrel "Sonny" Clayton was known in the community for his profession as a clown. Clayton had hundreds of hats which were on display at his memorial service. Photo by Courtney Davies
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Sonny Clayton never met a hat he didn't like or a stranger he couldn't make a friend. A self-proclaimed clown, the Anniston native always had a balloon animal for a crying child or a big smile and helping hand for anyone in trouble. He was a kind of local celebrity and though people might not have known his name, his wacky hats and friendly attitude were unforgettable. Clayton died early Tuesday morning at his sister's home in Anniston. He was 60. A memorial service for Clayton was held Wednesday at Church on the Rock in Anniston. For decades, Clayton entertained children in full clown makeup at birthday parties, church events and parades. Only poor health forced him to give up his full clowning activities about three years ago, said Diane Tant, Clayton's sister. But even when he was not in clown costume or even at a special event, he would routinely go out of his way to brighten a child's day, Tant said. "He'd keep a bag of balloons in his vest pocket," Tant said. "If he'd see a child in Wal-Mart who was upset, he'd make a balloon for them." Clayton had vast balloon-making skills, able to create swords, poodles and even flowers. "He used to come down to our children's church and make balloon animals when we did fundraisers to bring people in," said Darlene Wood, secretary for Church on the Rock. "He knew all the children's names and they weren't afraid to approach him ... he didn't look like a grown up." Even when not in clown costume, Clayton looked amusing, which was just the way he liked it. Tant said the colorful hats Clayton wore were just another way for him to brighten people's lives. "He was always trying to make someone happy," Tant said. "He would say, 'if I can just make one person laugh a day, that's my goal.'" He almost never failed to wear a large, gaudy hat in public. Almost a hundred of the hats were displayed on four large tables at his memorial service. Hats of every shape and size were there, some that resembled large hot dogs and chickens to others that were patriotic red, white and blue. Beyond the hats, Clayton for years would go to local hospitals around Christmas to deliver candy canes to the medical staff there. "He thought all the doctors at the hospital did not get enough recognition," Tant said. Dr. Michael Kline, a urologist in Anniston who had known Clayton for 10 years, said Clayton never failed to be friendly. "He always had a smile on his face," Kline said. "And even though he might have had different types of medical problems, he never let it get him down." Curtis Kirk of Jacksonville, who grew up with Clayton, said the man's friendly, kind nature never wavered. "He never had a bad word to say about anybody and never hurt anybody or anything," Kirk said. Teresa Hayes of Wellington, who was also a friend of Clayton's, said he always tried to help other people whenever possible. "He was very unconventional in the way he looked, but he was the most kind-hearted person," Hayes said. Tant said Clayton was just a people person who talked to everyone he met. "He never met a stranger," she said. Staff writer Patrick McCreless: 256-235-3561. On Twitter @PMcCreless_Star.
American Medical Association recognizes obesity as a disease
by Patrick McCreless
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As a nurse practitioner at the Oxford Adult Care and Weight Loss Center, Kanina Crosen sees Alabama's obesity problem firsthand. To her, obesity is more than a condition that 30 percent of adult Alabamians live with every day, according to Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. It is a disease. The American Medical Association, the largest physician group in the country, agrees, and officially recognized obesity as a disease Monday during its annual meeting in Chicago. But while the organization has no legal authority to dictate how obesity should be treated, some local health experts say the decision could spur physicians to more aggressively attack the problem and encourage insurers to offer more coverage for treatments and prevention. "I honestly do think it's a disease," Crosen said. "We try every possible angle to prevent it, the same way we might treat someone who has high blood pressure ... it's a problem we're trying to prevent." The AMA, specifically its house of delegates, voted to categorize obesity as a disease during its annual meeting in Chicago Monday. The decision went against the conclusions of the association's Council on Science and Public Health, which studied the issue the past year. The council determined obesity was not a disease since the body mass index, the measure used to define obesity, is overly simplistic. Statistics from the CDC show that obesity is a growing epidemic, with more than one-third of American adults being categorized as obese. About 17 percent of U.S. children are obese, the statistics show. The situation is particularly dire for Alabama, which is among the three states with the highest rates of obesity for adults. Obesity can lead to a variety of conditions, from diabetes to high blood pressure and cardiovascular disease. Dr. Lewis Doggett of Anniston Pediatrics, who focuses on childhood obesity and is working to create a childhood obesity clinic for the area, said obesity has been treated like a disease for some time. "I think whether they call it that or not, we certainly treat it like it's a disease," Doggett said. "It's got obvious medical morbidity attached to it and there's definitely prevention efforts with it." Doggett said he hoped AMA's decision will lead to more intervention and prevention of obesity among the medical community. At Anniston Pediatrics, Doggett tells parents to feed their children five servings of fruits and vegetables a day, cut out sweets and sugary beverages and encourage them to engage in one hour of activity each day. Crosen said she hoped the disease designation will encourage insurers to cover more treatments for obesity. "I hope insurance will cover more things like appetite suppressants, weight loss treatment and even gym memberships," Crosen said. Crosen said prevention of obesity is the key to dealing with a host of other diseases that many Americans have, such as diabetes. "You've got to start at the root of the problem," Crosen said. Dr. Jeff Terry, chairman of the Alabama delegation to the AMA and past president of the Medical Association of the State of Alabama, said he was not sure what, if any, effect AMA's decision will have on the medical community. "We want to acknowledge that obesity is a terrible problem affecting over 30 percent of our population, however, the council felt it did not meet the true definition of disease," Terry said. "This does not affect how we take care of obesity ... it is not important as far as how physicians take care of the patient." Don Williamson, Alabama’s state health officer, who attended the AMA meeting, said he had mixed feelings about the decision. "If it encourages insurance companies to cover preventive care, that's a positive development," Williamson said. However, he added that the disease label could encourage some people to take less responsibility for their own fitness. Dr. Timothy Garvey, chairman of the department of nutrition sciences at the University of Alabama at Birmingham, said he considered obesity to be a disease with genetic, behavioral and environmental causes. "I very enthusiastically welcome this decision," Garvey said. Garvey said the AMA decision could accelerate changes in society's understanding about obesity, and he hopes it will improve coverage offered by insurers. Garvey said insurers will cover bariatric surgery, a procedure involving the removal of a portion of the stomach to treat obesity, but not many lifestyle interventions like weight-loss programs. "We need to use all the weapons we have to treat this disease and it would help if insurers help cover prevention," Garvey said. Staff writer Patrick McCreless: 256-235-3561. On Twitter @PMcCreless_Star. Capitol and statewide reporter Tim Lockette contributed to this report.
A group of students listen as instructor Jeffrey Nichols talks to them about how to properly set up a camera at the Longleaf Studios in Jacksonville. Photo by Trent Penny.
A group of students listen as instructor Jeffrey Nichols talks to them about how to properly set up a camera at the Longleaf Studios in Jacksonville. Photo by Trent Penny.
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Film students learn the business of storytelling
by Laura Gaddy
lbjohnson@annistonstar.com
Jun 19, 2013 | 413 views |  0 comments | 19 19 recommendations | email to a friend | print
A group of students listen as instructor Jeffrey Nichols talks to them about how to properly set up a camera at the Longleaf Studios in Jacksonville. Photo by Trent Penny.
A group of students listen as instructor Jeffrey Nichols talks to them about how to properly set up a camera at the Longleaf Studios in Jacksonville. Photo by Trent Penny.
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JACKSONVILLE — On the floor of a converted warehouse Wednesday, Jana Tolliver steadied a light on a long, metal pole so it shone on an expanse of green-painted plywood. Also pointing at the green walls and floor were about a dozen other lights and one camera, waiting for action. Tolliver, 24, was one of a dozen teens and young adults in the warehouse to learn the basics of film production in a week-long camp hosted by the Northeast Alabama Film Initiative, a nonprofit established by Jacksonville State University to train a workforce to staff a local film industry. It’s hoped the effort will help attract filmmakers to take advantage of a 2009 tax-incentives law aimed at movie and television projects. For Tolliver, who hopes to become an animator, the camp is a chance to get her hands on movie-making equipment and learn how to tell stories through film. “I’m building an extra skill that might help me get a job related to what I want to do,” she said. The converted warehouse is the home of Longleaf Studios, the initiative’s facility in western Jacksonville. The green-painted plywood, according to program director Pete Conroy, is the largest green screen in an Alabama studio. Actors are filmed performing in front of the screen, and producers later replace the images of the green surfaces with other images so the actors can be made to appear anywhere in the finished film. Conroy said he hopes the program encourages some of the students to consider enrolling in film classes at Jacksonville State University being taught by Jeffrey Nichols, an artist in residence there. Nichols and Louisiana native Chuck Bush were leading the instruction at the camp on Wednesday. “This is round one,” said Bush, who broke into the entertainment industry as an actor in the 1985 film “Fandango.” “I teach them whatever they need to know.” On Wednesday, the students learned the basic framework of visual storytelling. Earlier in the week, they learned to use digital video cameras and how to set up studio lighting. By the week’s end they’ll have produced short films with help from the instructors. “It gives students a big heads up,” said one participant, 32-year-old Jonathan Garland, who has worked behind the scenes at WJXS-TV 24. “It amazes me that it’s in Jacksonville.” The Northeast Alabama Entertainment Initiative is being supported with state tax money routed through JSU. The 2014 Education Trust Fund budget includes $226,194 for the program, down from $426,194 in 2013. The cost for each student to attend this week’s film camp was $650, $300 of which is paid by the initiative, leaving the students to pay $350. The funding is intended to help the local economy cash in on the 2009 tax incentives bill, modeled on a Louisiana law that has grown a film industry in that state. According to the Motion Picture Association of America, 8,655 people have jobs directly related to the film industry in Louisiana, 3,400 of them in production-related work. The state has provided filming locations for movies including the 2013 releases “Now You See Me,” “This Is the End” and “Snitch.” In Alabama, 3,529 people work in the industry, according to the MPAA, 540 of them in production jobs. While some of the students in Jacksonville this week, including Tolliver, said they were drawn to filmmaking as a form of creative expression, the focus at Longleaf this week has been on the basic skills for workers behind the scenes. “It’s called show business, not show art,” Bush told a reporter Wednesday. Staff writer Laura Gaddy: 256-235-3544. On Twitter @LJohnson_Star.
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