Chris Floyd was born in Hertfordshire in 1968 and grew up in a succession of Home Counties. He became interested in photography in his mid-teens. Moved to London on the day of the poll tax riots in 1990 and began to pursue a career as a photographer. In 2000 he moved to New York and stayed there for 6 years. In that time he worked in 38 states, met his wife who gave birth to their first child in 2004 and learned to hate having to write his biography in the third person. His work has been published in The New Yorker, GQ, Guardian Weekend, The Face, and The New York Times Magazine.


"I wasn't born in Surrey but I was made in Surrey. In the same way that Elvis was made in Memphis. It's the place that stamped itself on me whether I wished it to or not. I love it and I loathe it. But being a born nostalgic, where the past is always better than any future on offer, I mostly love it now. I love it's civility, it's decency, it's emotional constipation. Nobody in Surrey would dream of burdening you with a need for a solution to a personal problem. It's a county of Hugh Grants. When people ask me where I'm from I say "Surrey. God's County." I leave it to the questioner to decide how that answer is intended or received. Surrey is where I discovered photography, where I bought my first record, where I lost my virginity, where I first got drunk and where London and the future was never more than 20 miles and never less than 20 light years away. It was my home for 9 of my 41 years, less than a quarter of my life and diminishing by the day, but when I think of it I think of Tania Wild in a navy blue v-neck tank top and a half return to Guildford for 55p."