The Vine - She's Finished!

I acually finished this a while ago, but wasn't able to get a decent photograph. This is pretty close to the right color, but not perfect. I found this project very challenging and at times, very frustrating. I'm still trying to get comfortable with acrylic paint after so many years, so I've been learning and relearning as I go. Now that I've finished this, I think there are some things I'd approach differently when I eventually do (yes) another version. In the meantime, below is the naughty poem from which I derived the painting's name.

The Vine

I dream'd this mortal part of mine
Was Metamorphoz'd to a Vine;
Which crawling one and every way,
Enthrall'd my dainty Lucia.
Me thought, her long small legs & thighs
I with my Tendrils did surprize;
Her Belly, Buttocks, and her Waste
By my soft Nerv'lits were embrac'd:
About her head I writhing hung,
And with rich clusters (hid among
The leaves) her temples I behung:
So that my Lucia seem'd to me
Young Bacchus ravished by his tree.
My curles about her neck did craule,
And armes and hands they did enthrall:
So that she could not freely stir,
(All parts there made one prisoner.)
But when I crept with leaves to hide
Those parts, which maids keep unespy'd,
Such fleeting pleasures there I took,
That with the fancie I awook;
And found (Ah me!) this flesh of mine
More like a Stock then like a Vine.

-Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674)