Ali Fitzgerald visits the Berlin studio of painter Joanne Greenbaum.

Fitzgerald writes that "a radiant accessibility… has become a hallmark of Greenbaum’s expansive yet decidedly un-monumental (at least in scale) career. Her smaller works are instinctual and inviting, equipped with fluid baroque shimmers and flourishes that hint at bodily rapture and painterly automatism… She wields a vast visual glossary, with her works sometimes reading like punchy, assured, confrontational statements and at other times ballooning quietly across the page like slow-capture botanical animation, never arriving at any kind of declaration. Gestures grow and shift on an exposed plane, framed by a soft and immediate architecture."