Martina is a young artist. In 1970, following Muammar al Gaddafi’s coup d’état, her grandparents fled Libya and, despite becoming Italian citizens since, their heart still lies with the Tripoli of their youth, a prosperous, multicultural and peaceful city. Wanting to explore for herself all the places she had heard so much about since childhood, but having been denied a visa to enter the country, Martina contacts a stranger via the internet: Mahmoud. The friendship budding between them allows her to discover a different city from the one she had reconstructed in her mind based on her grandparents’ memories, ravaged by the recent civil war, while still evoking the good old days behind the many layers of rust and lime deposited in the last half century. In an intimate and moving manner, “My home, in Libya” talks about that place of refuge we all need, called “home," despite being aware sometimes that reality might not match the mythical image we still hold in our minds. (Andrei Rus)