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  Since the first publication of Robinson Crusoe, many engravings and illustrations have been created of Robinson Crusoe as a character. These images—particularly of Crusoe's appearance while living on the island—have been adapted in various iterations since the frontispiece and engravings included in the 1719 edition of the novel. Crusoe describes his garments (and lack thereof) while upon the island during several moments of the text. Soon after landing on the island, Crusoe focuses on his lack of clothing:

  After I had solaced my mind with the comfortable part of my condition, I began to look round me, to see what kind of place I was in, and what was next to be done: and I soon found my comforts abate, and that, in a word, I had a dreadful deliverance: for I was wet, had no clothes to shift me, nor anything either to eat or drink to comfort me; neither did I see any prospect before me but that of perishing with hunger or being devoured by wild beasts: and that which was particularly afflicting to me was, that I had no weapon, either to hunt and kill any creature for my sustenance, or to defend myself against any other creature that might desire to kill me for theirs.  In a word, I had nothing about me but a knife, a tobacco-pipe, and a little tobacco in a box. This was all my provision; and thus threw me into terrible agonies of mind, that for awhile I run about like a madman. Night coming upon me, I began with a heavy heart to consider what would be my lot if there were any ravenous beasts in that country, seeing at night they always come abroad for their prey.

  This forced tears to my eyes again; but as there was little relief in that, I resolved, if possible, to get to the ship; so I pull'd off my clothes, for the weather was hot to extremity, and took the water...

  He also describes his linen breeches and stockings when he swims to the boat to collect provisions:

  While I was doing this, I found the tide began to flow, though very calm; and I had the mortification to see my coat, shirt, and waist-coat, which I had left on the shore, upon the sand, swim away; as for my breeches which were only linen, and open-knee'd, I swam on board in them and my stockings: However this put me upon rummaging for clothes, of which I found enough, but took no more than I wanted for present use, for I had others things which my eye was more upon, as first tools to work with on shore...

  Though Crusoe originally attends to his lack of clothing as a symbol of scarcity in his early life on the island—which is part of his larger scarcity mindset when we first steps foot upon the island—he begins to reevaluate this perspective when he draws up his "evil and good list", in which he lists on the evil side, "I have no clothes to cover me," and on the good side, "But I am in a hot climate, where, if I had clothes, I could hardly wear them."

  As time goes on, Crusoe details the decay, degradation, and dwindling of his supplies and stores, including his ink, biscuit, and clothing. He states:

  My clothes, too, began to decay; as to linen, I had had none a good while, except some chequered shirts which I found in the chests of the other seamen, and which I carefully preserved; because many times I could bear no other clothes on but a shirt; and it was a very great help to me that I had, among all the men’s clothes of the ship, almost three dozen of shirts.  There were also, indeed, several thick watch-coats of the seamen’s which were left, but they were too hot to wear; and though it is true that the weather was so violently hot that there was no need of clothes, yet I could not go quite naked—no, though I had been inclined to it, which I was not—nor could I abide the thought of it, though I was alone.  The reason why I could not go naked was, I could not bear the heat of the sun so well when quite naked as with some clothes on; nay, the very heat frequently blistered my skin: whereas, with a shirt on, the air itself made some motion, and whistling under the shirt, was twofold cooler than without it.  No more could I ever bring myself to go out in the heat of the sun without a cap or a hat; the heat of the sun, beating with such violence as it does in that place, would give me the headache presently, by darting so directly on my head, without a cap or hat on, so that I could not bear it; whereas, if I put on my hat it would presently go away.

  Upon these views I began to consider about putting the few rags I had, which I called clothes, into some order; I had worn out all the waistcoats I had, and my business was now to try if I could not make jackets out of the great watch-coats which I had by me, and with such other materials as I had; so I set to work, tailoring, or rather, indeed, botching, for I made most piteous work of it.  However, I made shift to make two or three new waistcoats, which I hoped would serve me a great while: as for breeches or drawers, I made but a very sorry shift indeed till afterwards.

  I have mentioned that I saved the skins of all the creatures that I killed, I mean four-footed ones, and I had them hung up, stretched out with sticks in the sun, by which means some of them were so dry and hard that they were fit for little, but others were very useful.  The first thing I made of these was a great cap for my head, with the hair on the outside, to shoot off the rain; and this I performed so well, that after I made me a suit of clothes wholly of these skins—that is to say, a waistcoat, and breeches open at the knees, and both loose, for they were rather wanting to keep me cool than to keep me warm.  I must not omit to acknowledge that they were wretchedly made; for if I was a bad carpenter, I was a worse tailor.  However, they were such as I made very good shift with, and when I was out, if it happened to rain, the hair of my waistcoat and cap being outermost, I was kept very dry.

  This animal skin outfit that Crusoe fashions for himself is the most persistent in illustrations and engravings in various illustrated editions of Robinson Crusoe, as well as other cinematic remediations of Robinson Crusoe. This outfit symbolizes Crusoe's inventiveness and mastery of his environment, two of the qualities Defoe celebrates in his depiction of his protagonist as homo economicus, which provides a compelling account for why Crusoe has been most persistently depicted in his crafted clothing. Crusoe likens his crafted outfit to a "cap," "waistcoat," and "breeches," but qualifies his description ("that is to say," "they were wretchedly made," "I was a worse tailor") to indicate that these comparisons are mainly intended for his reader to have an understanding of the garments his fashioned clothing resembles, rather than exactly replicates.  
  
  Here are some curated images of how Crusoe has been depicted in some illustrated editions of the text throughout time. Most of the illustrations and engravings depict Crusoe in his animal skin garments, though some of the illustrations (like the  1790 edition, 1820 edition, and 1863 edition) depict Crusoe in his shirt, linen breeches, and stockings. Crusoe's age is also something that fluctuates in these depictions of him in different editions of the novel and in popular culture. Crusoe tells us in the first sentence of the narrative that he is born in 1632, making him 27 years old at the time he is shipwrecked upon the island. Crusoe lives on the island for 28 years, and escapes the island in December 1686, when he is about 55 years old. Most illustrations depict Crusoe true-to-age, though some editions (like the 1790 edition) depict him as younger.  
  
  See the media gallery on "Robinsonades" to see how imagery of Crusoe and his life on the island has been adapted and remediated in subsequent texts.