Funnel cakes and clowns

The arrival of Spring means many things. Flowers, singing birds, allergies, and those dreaded sinus headaches. But it also marks the beginning of the festival season. I love festivals. The unhealthy food, great art, cool people, vendors peddling their wares, and the smell of sunscreen on my bald head. It also means I get to photograph people during their most candid moments and all the oddities you see at these festivals.

I’d like a chicken on a stick and a lemonade, please.

From the Spartanburg International Festival:
Bed of nails