The Independent Games Festival (IGF) is an annual festival at the Game Developers Conference, the largest annual gathering of the indie video game industry. It was founded in 1998 to assist and inspire innovation in video game development and to recognize the best independent video game developers. IGF was founded to create for the independent game community the same benefit the Sundance Film Festival has brought to the independent film community, and is produced by the CMP Game Group, producers of the Game Developers Conference, Game Developer magazine, and Gamasutra.com.
The competition, now in its 14th year, awards a total of $50,000 in prizes to independent developers in Main Competition and Student Competition categories at the IGF Awards Ceremony, which is one of the highlights of the Game Developers Conference, and was held at the Moscone Center in San Francisco on March 7, 2012.
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