I hated this wall's last incarnation. Organized art in neon orange and green, it was a Keith Haring tribute. It painted over opportunistic taggers and graffiti artists whose thick collage was improved by attrition. Then a few weeks ago I snapped this as I was cabbing it to Tribeca. It's still organized graffitti (Oz Gemeos, Brazil), I still miss the old stuff...but it's better.
West Houston at the Bowery.