
Columbia resident Justin Butts smokes a cigar prior to the True/False Film Festival's annual March March parade.
It’s not every day a clown will tap you on the shoulder and ask for help buttoning his collar, but that’s what this guy did. I gladly helped, chatted for a minute, then snapped a couple photos.
I wanted to shoot something today, so I planned my evening to make sure I’d be able to catch part of the annual parade/street romp/bizzarro-fest that happens every year during Columbia’s True/False Film Festival. Film Festivals aren’t exactly my thing, and in three years I’ve never made it to a show or ventured to check out the parade. I’m glad I finally did. Clowns, dancing gorillas, brass bands, Teletubbies, and general weirdness are the perfect recipe for awesome photos. It’s almost cheating.It seemed like almost every photographer friend I know was there as well, and I can’t wait to see everyone else’s pictures too. Chris has some on her blog, and Will’s are in a Missourian slideshow.