College essay describing my love for creating art

As my brush violently hits the turpentine and swirls the poisonous liquid into a whirlpool my mind, body and soul intertwine to formulate new ideas. I'm searching for something shocking, something new, and I will continue to create until my right brain is empty. This painting that I am creating now is a woman. She is naked and empty as the blank white canvas. She has no face, no arms, and no soul, but she …

…know what they were thinking. I don't aspire to be the world's greatest artist, nor do I want to sell my artworks for huge sums of money. I create art for one reason really: to leave a mark in the world. I just want to be remembered for what I did. To be timeless. To be loved. My biggest goal would be to make a difference and change the world. That is why I create.