{"id":1211,"date":"2013-01-15T14:54:05","date_gmt":"2013-01-15T13:54:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/?p=1211"},"modified":"2013-01-15T14:54:05","modified_gmt":"2013-01-15T13:54:05","slug":"a-brief-moment-in-suburbia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/2013\/01\/15\/a-brief-moment-in-suburbia\/","title":{"rendered":"A Brief Moment In Suburbia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The little details in life that pass you by. Those that form the world we live in. Isolated they tend to sometimes become weird, sad or amusing. People look but don&#8217;t see. They see but don&#8217;t notice. Fortunately you people have me to see and notice for you. Otherwise it would not exist&#8230; Photography make things, details and events immortal. And we all want to be immortal, don&#8217;t we? The photographer, the immortifier.<\/p>\n<p>De sm\u00e5 detaljerna i livet som passerar f\u00f6rbi. De som bildar den v\u00e4rld vi lever i. Isolerade \u00a0tenderar att ibland bli konstiga, dystra eller underh\u00e5llande. Folk tittar men inte ser. De ser men l\u00e4gger inte m\u00e4rke till. Lyckligtvis har ni mig som ser och l\u00e4gger m\u00e4rke till \u00e5t er. Annars skulle det inte finnas &#8230; Fotografi g\u00f6r saker, detaljer och h\u00e4ndelser od\u00f6dliga. Och vi alla vill vara od\u00f6dlig, eller hur? Fotografen, od\u00f6dligg\u00f6raren.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"1212\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/2013\/01\/15\/a-brief-moment-in-suburbia\/dsc_5832_1280\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280.jpg\" data-orig-size=\"1280,857\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;\\u00a9Peter Lindberg&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"DSC_5832_1280\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280-300x200.jpg\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280-1024x685.jpg\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1212 lazyload\" alt=\"DSC_5832_1280\" data-src=\"http:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280.jpg\" width=\"1280\" height=\"857\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/DSC_5832_1280-1024x685.jpg 1024w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 1280px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 1280\/857;\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Peter Lindberg 2010<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The little details in life that pass you by. Those that form the world we live in. Isolated they tend to sometimes become weird, sad or amusing. People look but don&#8217;t see. They see but don&#8217;t notice. Fortunately you people have me to see and notice for you. Otherwise it would not exist&#8230; Photography make [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"image","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[132,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1211","post","type-post","status-publish","format-image","hentry","category-artsy-fartsy","category-the-world-in-my-eyes","post_format-post-format-image"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3fPu6-jx","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1211","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1211"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1211\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1211"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1211"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peterlindberg.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1211"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}