This is a show about drinking. 

Alcohol and bread seem to be ubiquitous to humanity. Every culture that could grow some kind of grain figured out how to bread it, and every culture that realized old food could have intoxicating effects figured out how to ferment for imbibing. It’s a staggering range of commonality for humanity: from Irish whiskey to Italian wine, Greek ouzo to Russian vodka, Japanese sake to Korean soju, Ethiopian mead to Mexican tequila, and many, many more. We’re all human, we all have food that goes bad, and we all drink. Whether part of sacred rituals, or for medicinal purposes, or for conviviality and celebration, or spilling over into the trials of excess and addiction, spirits have potently manifested themselves as inherent to our cultures. 

These bottles and cups hearken to a sense of ritual, not so much high and lofty and religious so much as vessels intended to house one’s spirit of choice and wait for the moment of sharing and imbibing. Each bottle and cup is unique, thanks to the hell they went through in the wood kilns. Stigant isn’t picky about what kind of spirit these vessels house - though her personal bias is for bourbon. To be picky would negate her interest in the variety of both spirits and the people who use them. Whether you fill Stigant's vessels with whiskey to share with a friend, or keep it as a bedside water bottle to quench your midnight thirst, the real point is: which one is the right one for you?