Art Lessons from my Coffee Table Books

What Matisse and Cézanne taught me about color, pattern and creating order

An array of the author’s coffee-table art books. Photo by Susan Caba

Glossy, glamorous and lush with photos and generally sparse on words, they’re called coffee table books. The term is vaguely pejorative. It’s as though these gorgeous tomes are akin to runway models, meant to be appreciated for their surface beauty and not expected to reveal much intellectual depth. If anything, people riffle through the pages and then return to cocktail conversation.

But I disagree with this characterization of coffee table books — or at least my coffee table books — as eye candy. I was recently reunited with some two or three dozen of my coffee table books on the topics of art and design. The experience was a memory stroll through the last four decades of my life, not only as I educated myself on art but also the stages of my career and my personal history.

Books are the markers of my life, even if I’ve read them once and haven’t opened them for decades. I have a box of well-thumbed travel guides, some even dating to the $5 A Day…