The god by grace of hope, the girl, despair,
Still kept their increasing pace until his lips
Breathed at her shoulder; and almose spent,
The girl saw waves of a familiar river,
Her father's home, and in a trembling voice
Called, "Father, if your waters still hold charms
To save your daughter, cover with green earth
This body I wear too well," and as she spoke
A soaring drowsiness possessed her; growing
In earth she stood, white thighs embraced by climbing
Bark, her white arms branches, her fair head swaying
In a cloud of leaves; all that was Daphne bowed
In the stirring of the wind, the glittering green
Leaf twined within her hair and she was laurel.
Daphne and Apollo - Metamorphoses - Ovid
This watercolor portrays the beginning of the metamorphosis. The face of Daphne has an apathetic manner, typical of one who has suffered to the point of indifference. She raises her hands which are changing from flesh to vine. In general, the pose is well done and captures the essence of the theme, a deliverance from humanity.
Concerning technique, the hues are appropriate but the shading could have been smoother. Also, there should be a gradual transition from human flesh to vine(i.e., branches could pierce the flesh, reaching outward since the metamorphosis is the result of an internal(mind) conflict that transforms the body).
Very beautiful! Good work!