Isn’t this how light works? With bending?
We see not the thing but the way light bends over it, on it, around it.
Light heads straight forward, then encounters you. It bends itself around your face, your neck, your torso, your arms, your pelvis, your legs, your feet, wherever I look, the light is bending around you, embracing you almost. I see you through the light, because of the light bending, bowing, turning to create a vision.