Kai Hardy loved to stand in his atelier, where the sun shined through the skylight and the smoke from his cigarettes dissipated in the room. His blue coat and jeans had plots of painting all over it - he was a true artist.
He could spend 20 minutes talking about the special way in which a stubble field is brown. He was a very sentient person and an aesthete of the old school. He loved loud discussions about art and red wine in copious amounts in the late night hours. When he drove though the Jutlandic landscape he suddenly stopped the car and shouted out laud: "Look, you can se the sky".
Source: Information.dk, 12.november 2012