No, I didn't have an accident. Didn't spill my white grape seltzer on it or cry on it or anything. Well, actually, I did cry on it, but not nearly enough to cause what you see before you. That was intentional. See, the ink from a Kohinoor artpen takes to water like the opposite of a duck's back. So I thought that rather than spend the next three days cross-hatching the shadowy bits, I'd just take a few minutes and judiciously apply a wee bit of moisture. Thus, what you witness here. It was a learning experience. Yet another in a depressingly long line of learning experiences the lessons of which I'm just not able to tease out.