Struggling

I've been working on a trio of paintings which I'm not sure if they'll be a triptych or stand-alone pieces but I am definitely struggling.  With each piece, I love it and then hate it, which often rings true for my process.  Usually I can see beyond the moment and trust in the flow of creativity which is a good thing.  I do believe I have worked out the kinks on the central panel but I'll put it aside awhile and look with fresh eyes (I usually do this by placing the canvas face against the wall so I don't look at it at all) but the other two have been very interesting, to say the least. 

First I really didn't like the left panel so I left it and focused on the right panel and then, after spending a day in the mountains, I was inspired and now I'm loving the left panel but the right has me stumped at the present time.  It's a good thing I tend to work several pieces at once otherwise I might find myself frozen in place and too afraid to move forward.  But, as I continue my day-to-day routines, driving a daughter to school during exams, house keeping, making dinner, walking, reading and then in-between all of that, working on another painting or two, ideas come and though all of them aren't successful they beget new ideas.  And this is why I love to paint.  I really do hope I have something good to show for all this trial in the end...but if not, it'll just be back to the drawing board, to pick up a brush and start once again.