What you are actually booking
There are a great many people in this city who will photograph your face. There are rather fewer who were trained on Holbein and Van Dyck and who still light a sitter the way Caravaggio lit a saint.
Everything made in this studio is lit — deliberately, from a single dominant source, with the shadow doing as much work as the light. That is not a stylistic flourish. It is how portraiture worked for four hundred years before photography arrived and quietly forgot it. A face modelled that way holds the eye. It reads at thumbnail size on a casting platform and it reads at forty inches on a boardroom wall, which is a harder trick than it sounds.
Twenty-three years of practice sit behind that. Seven works in the permanent collection of the National Portrait Gallery. Sixteen in the Royal Collection. More than a hundred and fifty acquired by the National Army Museum. Five British Prime Ministers. Reigning monarchs. Oscar and Emmy winners who came through this room and left with something their grandchildren will keep.