Chris Floyd

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Nice to go back to old shoots and look for frames that you missed. This is from a shoot with Liam and Noel in January 2000. I scanned it yesterday and here it is today.

No Music Monday with images of Anthony Bourdain at Les Halles restaurant on Park Avenue in 2001. 📸 by the great Chris Floyd. Go follow him @chrisfloyd Here’s what Chris had to say over on his Instagram about the late Bourdain: “I photographed Tony about a year after his book ‘Kitchen Confidential’ was published. These were taken at Les Halles on Park Avenue South. I didn’t know much about him. I had assumed that he was going to be some gobby big mouth with a book to sell. BUT.... within 5 minutes of meeting him I realised that this guy was special. He had a warmth and a wit that was overwhelming, similar to when you meet great musicians, he was in tune with the universe. That’s what Tony was like. He projected an aura of wisdom. Food was the door through which he explored the human condition. The act of sitting down with another human being and breaking bread was a holy sepulchre where homo sapiens could gather common cause and unite. Of course, this whole belief system came to fruition with the TV shows he made - ‘No Reservations’ and ‘Parts Unknown’ - but those shows weren’t born in a vacuum. They were made possible by what he had learned from years of working in kitchens and feeding people. The tyranny of brunch was a phrase I first learned from Tony. After that first time I went to Les Halles quite a lot. I never asked for special favours but every time I went there some part of the meal was comped. The food, the booze, the dessert. The waiter would say, “Oh this is from Tony!” I subsequently photographed him 3 or 4 more times. He always greeted me like an old friend, once calling me before we were due to meet at some joint in Chinatown: “Listen, all the good shit at this place is gone by 12:30, so meet me out front at 11.45 and don’t be late.” A date with Tony was something to relish. The man had a hell of a soul. I miss that.” What was once Les Halles is now Chez Francis @chezfrancis_nyc . Thank you to the staff for allowing me access to take these pics. Much has changed (renovations) since these pictures were originally taken, but this was the best I could do of what remains. #anthonybourdain #bourdain #noreservations @friendsofanthonybourdain

In No Particular Hurry. An afternoon with Hugh Bonneville and Jeremy King. Film by @chrisfloyd and @konradlk

One hundred years old, how about that? Congratulations, Sir David Attenborough, what an extraordinary life you’ve lived, and what gifts you’ve given us. Not to mention snooker in colour as launch controller of BBC2. I’ve photographed him twice. This account is of the first time, which was for @bafta at Holborn Studios in 2014. In he comes, determinedly with a stick, crumpled jacket, slight scowl, not in a good mood. I’ve been told that he doesn’t relish having his photograph taken and that I shouldn’t take it personally. He is like this with everyone, apparently. He points to a stool in front of my lights, “Here?” I’m so nervous and feel like a fool in the presence of this greatness. Cheap and tawdry, trying to take something so inconsequential as a silly picture. He has just made a series in 3D so I’ve got a pair of 3D glasses that I want him to wear but I’m rapidly losing confidence in the idea now. I’m about to begin but he throws up his hand, “Wait!” He starts to rummage in his jacket pockets. Out it all comes, stuff that could have been in there since he was a schoolboy; tissues, coins, fluff, a packet of sweets, a CD (a CD!), which he then drops. I step forward to pick it up for this old man with a stick, let him keep his dignity. “GET OFF! I can do it.” They weren’t wrong about the warning. The crew, the publicity folks, the studio passersby, who have all appeared from who knows where to get a glimpse of this living deity, all stand silently as he takes an eternity to stoop and conquer the work of nature within. And up he comes again, triumphant, slow motion. Back to the pockets. Finally he finds the thing. A comb! For the next 30 seconds, head down, chin in chest, he maniacally runs it through his silver hair, his free hand smoothing it down after its teeth have carved their path. He is ready. The comb goes home and his head comes up. He emits a small cough, adjusts his posture and, like the sun breaking through after a colossal thunderstorm, his whole face takes on an air of beatification. He reaches out with one hand, “Right, give me those glasses.”

Sir Quentin Blake, now 93 and still powering through paper, paints, pencils and pastels, photographed for The Telegraph at his studio in west London. Thanks to @andygreenacre_ for this wonderful commission and the Telegraph design team for giving the pictures such a beautiful cover and opening spread treatment. @telegraph @quentinblakehq @qbcentre

Just on the train heading towards my favourite station. Peruvian bear photographed for Esquire, 2024

A cold, bleak February day outside. The smell of cinnamon, caramelised sugar and cardamom inside. What a treat to photograph Yotam Ottolenghi in his north London test kitchen for @fdpersoonlijk . Also, congratulations to Yotam on the opening of his first restaurant in Amsterdam. @ottolenghi

Louis, Louis Watched the manosphere doc. What a bunch of peripheral dullards, in their Primark gym wear, sitting on their DFS sofas in their Temu bedsits.

It’s an outrage how handsome this man is. Two hours in his company and you just feel like giving up. Nice to be able to go full Irving Penn on him though. Rupert Everett, photographed in 2024 Styling @joanne.m.kennedy.stylist

It has been an absolute delight to have spent some time in the world of Jeremy King over the past couple of years. Along with the homeware department at Peter Jones in Sloane Square it’s a place where you feel that nothing bad can ever happen. My entrée started as a commission from Esquire, to photograph him for a profile piece in December 2023 and the location for the interview and photo shoot was to be his new project. In 2018, The Savoy, which owned it, had closed Simpson’s in The Strand, continuously operating since 1828. What a great shame for a restaurant with such a deep and rich history. The headquarters of chess in the 19th century and the place where Churchill went for lunch on VE Day in the 20th century. Jeremy had taken it over for the 21st century and the work was yet to begin. By the time Jeremy started work on its restoration the place had been stripped and everything was coated in a fine layer of dust. Over the past year I have popped in from time to time to take some pictures of the work in progress. Last week was the first time I have been in since it began service to an invited cast of guinea pig customers and it’s beautiful to see. It is now fully open and taking bookings. I needn’t say what a beautiful and magnificent job Jeremy and his team have done, congratulations! @simpsons1828 @jeremyrbking @jeremykingrestaurants

Ai Wei Wei Downing College, Cambridge, 2024